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School seems to be picking up pace. I'm actually doing stuff in my programming class now, its much more fun now. Wind symphony is going great, and our trombone quartet kicks ass, tons of fun there. My english class is just paper after paper and i'm getting sick of that, especially since in our new paper i have to write about how a poem makes me feel. what kind of bullshit is that? i hate writing about stupid things that i don't like, and guess what, that's one of them. Actually, pretty much all the papers have been about shit i don't like. I really wish I had a new job though, because this one just isn't cutting it, i hate it there.