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I have another sinus infection. I've been laying low for the past couple of days. So I made this shirt, watched a lot of Indiana Jones and Lord of the Rings, and slept. I've had really cool dreams too. About Wolverine, and Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie and car chases and boat chases.
I'm still pissed off about my grades. Okay, so B's aren't bad, but they are when you previously had a 4.0 GPA and want to get scholarships. And those fuckers- some of them were completely unfounded. Like my voice lessons. You're telling me that even though you say I'm the best singer there and I'm really learning very quickly, that you're going to giveme a B so hopefully one day when I'm a professional opera singer I'd get an A? I'm sorry, but that's just a load of shit. What are these teachers thinking? I don't even plan on staying at CSI, so don't adopt me into this grand plan of your innovative grading. Grade me on the work I do, not on the work I MIGHT do. Fucking moron teachers and their backwards ideas.
Time to put in Two Towers. Peace!