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Ok, here's an entry for ya all. Out of pure guilt. My life has been quite lack luster the last few months. That's the problem with being in grad school that is equatable to some form of inhumane torture, maybe the Chinese water torture. That sounds somewhat equal. Anyways, this has been the monopolizer of my time this semester. Many projects and much time spent in the library. Work doesn't seem to be as hard, but that probably because I know what's coming. Kind of like the second time you do manual labor isn't quite as bad, because you did it once already. Just had midterms, all but one turned out to be an A. But that one is capable of becoming a B. Yes, I said a B. All of my papers happened to be As. So I'm happy. One of said projects was an exhaustive bibliography that ended up being 271 references long, 30 pages. BLAH. Enough about school.
Things with the Girlfriend are going well. A normal relationship, you know the kind where there are the little arguments, that are always started by the girls, and then they get finished and then blown out of proportion because they don't quite end when you think they end because the girls don't actually let them go but let fester and get worse. hehe. JK. Had our first minor argument. No biggy.
Nothing else significant is happening right now. See? wasn't that painful now was it? 2 months put into 2 paragraphs. That's FUCKING talent.
Things with the Girlfriend are going well. A normal relationship, you know the kind where there are the little arguments, that are always started by the girls, and then they get finished and then blown out of proportion because they don't quite end when you think they end because the girls don't actually let them go but let fester and get worse. hehe. JK. Had our first minor argument. No biggy.
Nothing else significant is happening right now. See? wasn't that painful now was it? 2 months put into 2 paragraphs. That's FUCKING talent.