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Karate throughly beat me on Tuesday night, and I'm feeling the brunt of it now. As I walked out of history this morning, I realized I was limping a little. Not much with the fun. For the sake of the awful clash that fresh bruises tonight would bring about, I'm pretty sure I'm skipping.
If not--that sobbing brunette in the corner, hoping to God the other students haven't noticed? Totally me.
History remains inspiring and entertaining, Law a constant source of frustration and intellectual challenge (curse it), World Issues a bitch, but I love it, and Photography a good opportunity to catch up on my History homework.
My friends page is, as ever, entertaining, uplifting, and a recurrent reminder that people can be pretty cool.
In other news, I'd give my stash of Oreo ice cream for an infusion of new plot/commotion/anythingpleaseI'mdesperate on GC. I swear. But not really.
Oh, and I saw Dave Broadfoot last night onstage. Founding member of the Canadian Air Farce comedy troupe, and general great Canadian.
Well, greater than Don Cherry, that's for damn sure.
If not--that sobbing brunette in the corner, hoping to God the other students haven't noticed? Totally me.
History remains inspiring and entertaining, Law a constant source of frustration and intellectual challenge (curse it), World Issues a bitch, but I love it, and Photography a good opportunity to catch up on my History homework.
My friends page is, as ever, entertaining, uplifting, and a recurrent reminder that people can be pretty cool.
In other news, I'd give my stash of Oreo ice cream for an infusion of new plot/commotion/anythingpleaseI'mdesperate on GC. I swear. But not really.
Oh, and I saw Dave Broadfoot last night onstage. Founding member of the Canadian Air Farce comedy troupe, and general great Canadian.
Well, greater than Don Cherry, that's for damn sure.