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Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Just got off the phone with my mom...fortunately I can get Nancy to send up the obit and memorial service leaflet for my complete asshead of a teacher. It's hard enough to know the depression my mom has been going through for a month, and lose grandpa, and have a fucking adware trojan attack my computer, and miss home, and n0w this crazy, crazy wench. I'm going to go talk to the exchange people today and see if I can still withdrawl from the class without an F. Why does everything have to be so difficult...I haven't gotten my way ONCE since I came up here. I didn't even really want to go to Portland too much, but that's another story. I was so upset last night I actually had to calm myself self down enough to go to sleep by reading the crappy Canadian 'recovery' bible I was obligated to take after stealing cookies from the Christian club's table in the beginning of the semester. It's probably the worst bible I've ever read, and I've seen many that have more value as rolling paper than a guide to salvation. I'm not too sure what I've been doing to make karma bite me quite so hard...I haven't fucked anyone over, at least not intentionally. Ah well, I think this whole situation deserves a bagel.
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