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Monday, October 18, 2004

I Could Kill a Man With My Backpack

Today was spent in Barnes and Noble. I did this last week as well. I've begun to notice that the same people come there to study. Kind of nice. I can already feel the comradery developing. Especially since I noticed one guy apparently broke himself (more precisely his foot) over the weekend. Poor barnes-and-noble-attending-broken-man.

I'd also like to mention the fact that I outlasted them all! That's right, I can study with the best of them. Of course, my devotion to doing work was caused by the fact that I was waiting to go to class, but shhhh! That'll be our secret.

I think I'm going to do something similar tomorrow. My backpack is going to be SO heavy.

I got a note from one of the grad schools today. Apparently they make their decision in 6-8 weeks. I got all excited. Then realization hit. So I got depressed. They're going to wait until all the letters of recomendation are in. At the rate my profs are going, it'll be awhile before they send them. Plus, I went online and realized there are requirements for that school I didn't know about. (I swear they weren't on the website when I checked 2 weeks ago). Sigh. I got to be overjoyed for a whole 20 seconds.

It was very fall-ish today. I'd like it noted on the record that I had to break out the gloves for the first time.

I have that irritating feeling, that even after I re-hand-in my paper, I'm still not going to get a 4.0. I also have this feeling that both of my midterms are going to very bad, painful, and memory-scaring experiences.

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