If I feel bad about something, rarely does it improve my mood to write about it.

If I write, it is sporadic and shockingly mediocre.

So why do I do it?

it really makes no sense to me.

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Today in English class Mr. Ferguson returned our 'Grendel' exams, I got a 49/50. As he hands back tests he often mumbles a "nicely done" to those who do well. I do very well in that class and have yet to receive a "nicely done"

I said to myself yet out loud but kind of quietly, "How come I never get a 'nicely done' even though I do very nicely?"

Jonny B then says, "Let me see your paper."

I gave it to him, thinking he was just going to compare our answers. He writes on it and hands it back.

Next to my score it said, "nicely done!!!"

Oh people kill me.

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