Mine is worsening all the time. It's already horrible. I feel like dropping out and running away, but unfortunately I have no interpersonal or physical skills so that would kind of not work out too well.
I wish I lived in the time and place The River Why is set in. It was written around thirty years ago, when one could still find parts of Oregon practically untouched by people. If you knew how to fish, you could just live off the fat of the land. Not really an option in eastern Washington in 2005.
I know that's not going to happen though. I'm either going to do my work out of sheer panic, images of a roomful of laughing students haunting me, or I'm going to flunk at least one class.
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Step right up and shoot pasties off the nipples of a ten-foot bull dyke! Win a cotton candy goat!
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