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:: 10.30.2002 ::
I hate that class. God, I hate that class. I am going to try to keep my promise (goal) of not being judgemental toward people in the following diatribe, but I'm not sure of the success here. Argh, nevermind, forget teh diatribe. I just hate that class. Why must that class torment me so?! Why must my Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays suck so much? Maybe things will be better if I can just escape...
"To be in the shade, the only trees above my head..."
:: Freddy F. at 4:56 PM [+] ::
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