January 29th, 2004


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Fuck. I hate math. I hateithateithateit. I suppose I should actually go today. And then catch up tomorrow. And get less than three chapters behind.

I want to drop it. Made appointment with advisor to see if I can get away with dropping it. 'Cause screw Associates if it means I leave here with less than a 3.5 after maths buggering up my average. Whereas if I just do Arts I can manage the average no problem. *beats head on desk*

Want to drop it. Don't care. Hateithateithateit.

Class. Must go.
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