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You obviously don't know me. I'm mean, and very bitter, not to mention power-obsessed and terribly lazy. And stuff.
I'm unhappy cause I don't understand why everyone thinks I'm nice. I have a sneaky suspicion it means I suffer from Pushover Syndrome.
In addition, my back still hurts. Meh. I want a massage.
I have another Spanish assignment that I need to write, only I haven't seen all of the film it's supposed to be about. And I have a midterm exam tomorrow from a class that's taught by a fruit loop. So even though I know my stuff in this particular field, it looks like I won't be doing so great.
Bye bye cum laude BA degree...
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