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New classes are okay. Still easy as hell. My geometry teacher can't tell me and Deana apart. I have to repeat things over again. I blew the mute thing. Maybe next year. I'll wright down all my answers. But it's hard not to talk. With my pain wanting to come out. I keep wanting to tell people that i have no family. That mine is falling apart. That my mother is someone i don't recognise. that my father is far away. That my mind has become complex because of this dramatic change. I don't think anyone would survive in my mind.