First day of classes and I'm two hours into my languages. I think I just failed a French aptitude test and stupidly said, "English is a romantic language!!!" in my Latin class. So that whole end of the spectrum is going great. But you know what? I woke up at 7 AM this morning. And I went to work and all of my classes and I'm co-writing an article for the Political Review and I may have found departmental sponsorship for the magazine and we're having a party this weekend and, well, you know. Regardless of how hard this semester will be, I just feel like Milhouse when he tight-rolls his pants.
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that was awesome
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