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November 12, 2009
Dear Tenth Grade Me:

You may suck at Chemistry and write in your diary about how you fear you'll get a D (because, frankly, that's what you're getting on your tests -- for once it's not just in your head), but you're still an otherwise smart girl, right? You're still known as a "brain", aren't you? Then why oh why oh why, after your latest test in that class, did you hand the glass beaker back to Mr. Dugan with the same hand whose palm you'd painstakingly covered with formulas? Disgrace! That's what "D" stands for. Oh, and also: Duh!