The best thing about crying in America - when you feel horrible and you are in the bathroom, crying your heart out, your girlfriends will come after you, leaving their crushes, interrupting their teachers, just to see if you are ok and tell you they love you. So when today, after hearing that I flunked my Russian class, which I never expected, I ran as fast as I could to my locker, where couple of my friends were, having people I don't know ask me if I was ok on my way, which showed how caring Americans are. And after throwing the books into my locker and running to the bathroom to cry, I realized that a whole bunch of my friends came in there, hugging me, telling me they loved me, joking about themselves flunking now and then, trying to put a smile on my face. It really touched me. Even though now I will have a hard time raising my grade to even a "C", because I can tell, teacher just hates me, I am really happy about one thing. I have great friends, and they won't leave me when I feel like shit. They will be by my side, trying to make me feel better. And that's something I'm really thankful for...

P.S. In case you were wondering why i flunked - I copied my essay from the Internet, instead of writing it myself. But I mean, is it a good reason to ingnore all the work I did throughout the quarter and give me an "F", without even giving me a second chance? I read the book...
P.P.S. Sorry for all the misspelled words. I was writing this through the tears

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