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    I Hear You Knocking Down My Door...

    I Think I'm Cured...

    THE SOUTH WILL RISE AGAIN!!! :: Tuesday, December 02, 2003 ::

    Okay, reverting back to the Sane Nick form (Is there such an incarnation? I don't think so)...today was actually pretty damn good, all things considering (And by that, I mean three test/quizzes in a row)

    US History...I think I did pretty good on the quiz...there were only three questions I wasn't sure of and I think my essay was pretty damn good.

    English...Whiteside is insane. Oh yes, Christmas relaxation is synonomous with "AS MUCH HOMEWORK AS FUCKING POSSIBLE!" It makes me want to sob just to look at all we have to do not just BEFORE christmas break, but that's due almost immediatly after. Another MWDS is due in about two weeks, give or take a day.

    Physics...test. I think I did really good on the multiple choice part and I know I bombed the free response part because nobody knew what to do there, and I didn't either.

    Yearbook was fun because I actually had something to do, and it didn't involve the Spanish spread (IT'S FINISHED!) and talked with Brittany and Andrew and...stuff...oh, yes, the faculty superlatives are rigged because, essentially, the yearbook staff decided who won each category. And I made damn sure Whiteside won craziest because...well...after today's class, he deserves it.

    I'm so ready for the Civil War. SO fucking ready. I have all ready inundated my mind with way too much information and I think I actually feel the mental blockage preventing me from learning anything new...but my questions are kick ass and I'm making more tonight. I don't think I've ever studied so hard for something that isn't a test or exam. It's pointless, really, because the Union could ask a variety of questions, but it's still nice to be prepared....I'm so excited. It's going to be great. It's really sad because for the past three days, all my free time has been devoted to cramming in as much information as possible. Thankfully, I'm really good at the Civil War (As a subject, not the game) so hopefully I'll be fine tomorrow...oh man...if I die tomorrow, it's not going to be pretty.

    Message to all Union Scum: If you kill me, I will kill you, and it's not going to be the fake Civil War killing...no, it's going to be actual DEATH!!!

    My APUSH textbook and I have become good friends...really...I think I'll name it...Herbert, maybe?

    I'm going to have to abandon the teacher quotes section today just because Marc provided a great quote:

    Student Quote of the Day

    Regurgitate the orange right now! I don't want you to have it any more!
    -Marc to Brooke when she insulted him

    :: Nick Tuesday, December 02, 2003 [+] ::
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