All I want is my degree and a job.
None of this paper-writing/academic-y stuff.
Is that too much to ask??
And to think I'm paying five-figure amounts for this! Sheesh!
I have a feeling this is going to be the Theme of the Semester. Would this be called 2nd Year Masteritis?
Just call me Miss Lazy Bones.
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hi miss lazy pants.
i am getting really freakin sick of walton. i better be able to play it really well by my recital, is all i have to say.
Yes, but after all these papers, you will be edumakated...
"Masteritis" doesn't sound very good.
Eddy, I don't need to be "edumakated"..I'm a musician! And Sam, it's really bad.
i just realized in the middle of the night that both of us spell our names funny for our blogs.
aren't i a bloody genius?
and i just realized that there are 6 georgia nicolson books, so now i need to buy the 6th. this is getting expensive.
Huh..I thought you had realized that a while ago 'cause you said that thing about how we should all make t-shirts with our names on them (like jilaweez and gezyka).
okay, well maybe i did and then forgot that i did and am on crack.
i hate having to get up early. it makes me nauseated.
Wow, my head's starting to spin from trying to follow these comments...
wow, a spinning head. that's not something you see every day.
They're mostly by Jill and me...
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