Bombed my math exam. Got a "D" ...
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i made myself a GIGANTIC cup of coffee because i was totally fried. it didn't help. wonderful.
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i'm going to go and wallow in my self pity. even though i deserve no pity, being that i yet again brought this upon myself. dammit dammit dammit!! now i'm wired from the coffee, maybe i'll write some new exercises for army-joe. Besh.
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If it's any solace, I received the first D's of my life in college. Not on tests, mind you, but for the classes themselves because I was too busy doing Raiders to actually come to class. So Biology and Astronomy, sorry 'bout cha.
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