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This was just insane. I mean how can they possibly expect me to keep up with a schedule like this? I mean three classes a day? Filled with all of those whiny little girls in each one? If I didn't have to worry about all of their problems with the loser that ditched them maybe I wouldn't be failing half my classes!! I mean really it is just unreasonable.
D'Hoffryn isn't making things any easier either. He is bumping my quota up again, which should be an easy target to hit in this environment but I am pretty sure my roommate is starting to catch on to something. Or at least she thinks she is.
Plus right now I am sitting in this Economics lecture and I should be concentrating on whatever this blubbery mass of a human is talking about but all I can focus on is the girl four seats over. She is minutes from tears. Shame really. Poor thing didn't know what hit her. All those sorority girls telling her that the boy really liked her. Oh but it was just all part of the initiation and now she is just a little wreck of a girl. Getting more and more upset the more she thinks about it all.
I shift my focus back to the lecture, I should really be trying to pass my classes. Afterall without these classes I am not going to have any chance at making my quotas. It really is a viscious cycle.
Crap. I think he said something that might be on the final. Stupid overly emotional girl distracting me, wait.. what time is it? Glancing at the clock I almost kick myself. The class only has another four minutes and I am not any closer to understanding whatever he has been explaining for the past forty minutes.
I might have to actually study for this now. Great.
D'Hoffryn isn't making things any easier either. He is bumping my quota up again, which should be an easy target to hit in this environment but I am pretty sure my roommate is starting to catch on to something. Or at least she thinks she is.
Plus right now I am sitting in this Economics lecture and I should be concentrating on whatever this blubbery mass of a human is talking about but all I can focus on is the girl four seats over. She is minutes from tears. Shame really. Poor thing didn't know what hit her. All those sorority girls telling her that the boy really liked her. Oh but it was just all part of the initiation and now she is just a little wreck of a girl. Getting more and more upset the more she thinks about it all.
I shift my focus back to the lecture, I should really be trying to pass my classes. Afterall without these classes I am not going to have any chance at making my quotas. It really is a viscious cycle.
Crap. I think he said something that might be on the final. Stupid overly emotional girl distracting me, wait.. what time is it? Glancing at the clock I almost kick myself. The class only has another four minutes and I am not any closer to understanding whatever he has been explaining for the past forty minutes.
I might have to actually study for this now. Great.