So, apparently I've been deleting newsfeeds I don't want people to see instead of mounting huge protests against it. Which means... omg I ams not cools enoughs for the internets!Seriously
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Two hours of listening to my professor mispronounce Anishinabe and English words in an Anishinabe Language and Culture course makes me somewhat reconsider the worth of me being in said class.
Having the principal clarinetist decide not to show up for final performance made things interesting. Not to mention that Engelhardt didn't tell the second clarinetist he now had to cover both parts, but left that job to Amber and I. (We thought he knew!)
Well, if THIS isn't the most trite, hackneyed lyrics I've ever heard... heh. Feelings never grew on trees in the first place, "Wheatley
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