We're gonna back track here. I have some things to say that should've been said a few blogs ago. I've always been angry. It's hereditary, I think. Or maybe I just grew up in a house where people were always so angry and I picked it up. Either way, I blame it on my father. Granted, I love him dearly, I really do, I've always been a daddy's girl, but it's his fault I'm so angry.
Mr. Walter, I'm going to be frank. This project makes me angry. And it's really poetically ironic, seeing as I'm trying to work on my anger issues, but every time I go to do it and it's related to this project, it just makes me angry. I know you were just talking about how you don't want to make us take a test and what not, but I'm not sure I see the point. I mean, sure, some of these things are psychological, but what is this going to teach me? I don't think I'm really learning anything. So it's very counter-intuitive for me to sit down and do something that makes me angry to make me less angry. See the point? Also, this paradox makes me angry.
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