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guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Tuesday, June 12, 2001

So now we're down to the last 24 hours before the speaking test. I am woefully unprepared. Why do I continuously do this to myself? I've screwed up German this semester like I screwed up Chinese a year and a half ago. The difference is that I like German. So what am I doing? Why do I go to one class in four? Why do I never, ever, in a million years do my homework. It would be so easy. It would solve everything. I could prepare and learn and be fucking ready, but I'm not.

Jesus, I piss myself off sometimes.

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