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Friday, December 17, 2004

Early

My eyes hurt.

Due to a lack of preparation, I'm worried about this Spanish final. I had a good dream about getting accepted into grad school that woke me up early, I've been trying to study since then. Although, the dream is tainted by the fact that I got into a school that I haven't even applied to in real life. Clearly, am still God's joke.

Only one grade reported so far. It's the grad class *rolls eyes for no particular reason.* I got a 3.5. I don't know if I'm glad or disappointed. It could be too early in the morning for me to have any actual emotion or determine what it is I'm feeling. All I know is, my overall GPA at the moment is 3.9666. The "666" thing is kinda freaking me out. I'm hoping another grade will be reported soon so it'll change.

Meh. Don't wanna take a final.

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