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so yeah... i'm sitting at a basketball game, writing on a lap top. i'm freaking tired from a 6 o'clock practice for track! i'm not complaining... i love track, especially throwing, but to bitch a moan apparently is my big thing nowadays... John even commented on my extra amount of bitch and moans this past week.
i can't stand Burris anymore. i'm done with my app for the academy, all i have to do is print it off and take it into them. i'm so excited. i should know in a couple of weeks if i am getting out of the hell that is my class at Burris. i hate my grade, possibly i'm completely solopsistic, or maybe i'm just crazy Prometheus, but i can't stand it. i do everything i can for these people, but they don't listen to me and they don't do anything but complain when they have to do anything for the class.
i can't stand Burris anymore. i'm done with my app for the academy, all i have to do is print it off and take it into them. i'm so excited. i should know in a couple of weeks if i am getting out of the hell that is my class at Burris. i hate my grade, possibly i'm completely solopsistic, or maybe i'm just crazy Prometheus, but i can't stand it. i do everything i can for these people, but they don't listen to me and they don't do anything but complain when they have to do anything for the class.