the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.
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8:05 p.m. + 2003-12-08 = and so it begins. [goddamnit].
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and the sick feeling hasn't left. it is the end of a semester and i always get sick the day after everything is said and done. 'cept for the last two semester's when i seem to be getting sick before things have been begun... i'm hoping my immune system can hold up for two weeks... last week of classes, finals and my swedish workweek. [oh my god! it is a swedish workweek! =30hrs/wk with many a coffeebreak. though they spread it out over course of five days and i cram it into four.] i REALLY want to take it easy tonight... but i must must must MUST read nickle&dimed because i think it's the crux of my to-be-formulated-and-written research paper.
jag g�r till bibliotecket nu. jag m�ste l�sa. det �r dags att sluta att vara s�dan fucking slacker.
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