i'm scared i won't make it to universty. i have to call this admission girl tomorrow.
i hate calling people.
i have to call for health insurance.
and to change my address at the bank. because my father is so checking my credit cart bills. and he just shouldn't. hurts him more than i, i should say.

i want those people to leave.
and be a little wiser.
but they won't.
they'll eventually leave though.

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