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I'm done with this semester. My head is full and is gonna burst.
Someone remind me why the hell I took a Psych class? did I register for classes on a day after I hit my head? Garrison, did you give me a concussion that day or something? I don't remember a concussion. I think I'd remember a concussion. Wait, you have a Psych degree, right? WAS THIS YOUR IDEA? I swear to God if it was, I'm getting revenge somehow.
UG. AND I have a DR run in 10 minutes. What the hell, schedule?
That's it, this day sucks. As soon as I get back from getting my ass kicked by robots and Mr. Summers' evil sadism (I think he records them and laaaaaaughs) I am going out for burgers. Big big big ones. I demand company.
Someone remind me why the hell I took a Psych class? did I register for classes on a day after I hit my head? Garrison, did you give me a concussion that day or something? I don't remember a concussion. I think I'd remember a concussion. Wait, you have a Psych degree, right? WAS THIS YOUR IDEA? I swear to God if it was, I'm getting revenge somehow.
UG. AND I have a DR run in 10 minutes. What the hell, schedule?
That's it, this day sucks. As soon as I get back from getting my ass kicked by robots and Mr. Summers' evil sadism (I think he records them and laaaaaaughs) I am going out for burgers. Big big big ones. I demand company.
