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i never quite realize the simple pleasure of drinking good coffee and listenning to music. i feel like a real student because im having to rush through like three major assignments in orer to pass on to the next grade. thats what i get for being a procrastinator and then getting pnuemonia. thank god mrs. clayborn likes me as well, since ive pretty much fucked her over all year. i have ten pages of my reaserch paper done, which is in itself a long enough paper, but ive still got an intire section to do, more sections to go back an elaborate on and a reference page that i cant do because i int write own where i got any of my reaserch. then i finish my art, which should be easy enough, perhaps stuy for my human anatomy an physiology and finally work on some extra creit in english from the great gatsby. ive got a busy day. too bad i never start anything before twelve.