| [o@d] Unattainable Laxation |
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Violently agitated and highly implacable, I savor the time in my unproductive hour. My hypothetical fortune, it's like catching a sniff of tequila in the morning.
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Tuesday, January 15
i'm tired. it's only tuesday, but i'm tired. i'm ready for school to be over now.
assumptions about, and knicknames for my teachers after one class: organic chemistry: "jeff-jonessss" seems too cool to be a chemistry geek. economics: "kuzyk rhymes with music" former hippie, but nothing controversial as of yet. physics: "big head" fancyboy, somewhat of a push-over. genetics: "thorg" gay? +++ when i got up this morning, i thought it was summer. it felt like summer... it didn't help that it was like 90 degrees in my room. it's 26 degrees outside. some freaking summer... i'm ready for school to be over now. Slapped up here on 1/15/2002 01:03:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...
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