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they say it can't be done. they say it can't be done. i shall prove them wrong and write a nine page essay in three hours. oh, yeah. see if i don't do it.
that aside, i shall procrastinate a few more minutes while i say that work sucks. i swear my back is hunched over and my ankles are killing me.
oh, gosh. in new york there's a candy that tastes like marijuana. only it doesn't have any thc (i guess that's what gets people the high). okay, now i may be totally off on this but i don't think people take marijuana for the taste.
alright. alright. i won't bore you by bitching about work (though it totally sucks) or any more school, or what i'm suppossed to be working on . . .maybe later.
that aside, i shall procrastinate a few more minutes while i say that work sucks. i swear my back is hunched over and my ankles are killing me.
oh, gosh. in new york there's a candy that tastes like marijuana. only it doesn't have any thc (i guess that's what gets people the high). okay, now i may be totally off on this but i don't think people take marijuana for the taste.
alright. alright. i won't bore you by bitching about work (though it totally sucks) or any more school, or what i'm suppossed to be working on . . .maybe later.