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Die, Skutches, die. I don't want to watch 'Schindler's List', thereby screwing over three hours during which I could actually be catching up on homework, and tending to other things which sorely need doing. The class, I believe, is called "Topics in 20th Century LITERATURE". Now...watching a film once in a while in class for perspective on a novel...no problem, I'm down with that.
This? NOT SO MUCH.
On another note, dinner last night was hardcore awesome. I love when those sorts of situations occur.
But alas. Back to doing as much work as I can between now and...forty minutes from now.
Whine, bitch, moan.
This? NOT SO MUCH.
On another note, dinner last night was hardcore awesome. I love when those sorts of situations occur.
But alas. Back to doing as much work as I can between now and...forty minutes from now.
Whine, bitch, moan.