Oct 31, 2004 23:09
I'm gonna go ahead and take a stab in the dark by saying- I don't think it's a good thing with you're freezing one minute and then burning up in a room that's on like in the 70s, feeling achey and rather lightheaded with a slight headache. I'm going to finish this blasted paper if it kills me. I hate being told what to write about. Damn freshman composition.
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