three sems, a quarter plus summer, eleven months of something, another semester, two months of something else, two and a half years of a newer thing, a blissful sixteen months and the new beginning of the life of someone important for someone who tries, and often fails, but is trying things out again
05 July 2005
Poor, Poor MHR
I promise to try harder to read the topics ahead of time, so that my Monday class does not suffer. I hate having to try and catch up so much on Thursday. On the other hand, I'm nearly polished on Tuesday afternoons.
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