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I don't know what I did today. Oh yeah-- more finals where we were only subjected to the world's most #@$%!-ing infuriating set of questions to ever grace a finals exam. Heh, but that's all over now, water under the bridge. "It'll turn out fine and you'll laugh about how you worried about nothing." It wasn't that bad really. I just like to exaggerate and feel screwed. Oh, and then we got Mrs. D a gift on account of her mild heart attack last week. We were going to get her flowers, but Mina was like, Eh, like she doesn't have an entire farm's worth already at this point. So we got her a dinner certificate instead --this was V's idea-- so "Mr. D can take her out for a relaxing evening... there is a Mr. D right?" We all thought it was a great idea. It was almost complicated because the restaurant we agreed to agree on didn't exactly have dinner certificates being a bit on the snooty side of things. But the girls did all the talking and after they explained the situation to the manager, she was, Aww, that's so sweet. So Toby whipped up a gift certificate looking thingie on Photoshop, the lady signed it, and voila! -- a dinner certificate for two, good between now and forever. We slipped it inside a get-well card ("From your former students") which we signed for one another, for fun, as in "Toby S-- (who used to wear other colors), Elly R-- (who used to be 5 inches shorter)," et cetera. Zach did V's which was "Vincent M-- (who was never under you because he lived in sucky Encino)." Heheh.