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Thursday, October 10, 2002

7:55 AM -

WAG - It be Thursday... It's been a long week filled with many ups and down (and lets not forget those wacky loop-de-loops). I've been accepted to the University of Missouri's Journalism School. As long as I keep my grades up, and pass Journlism 105 with a good score, I have a semester guaranteed.

Boy that seems so simple on paper.

Actually, it shouldn't be too hard as long as I keep my nose to the grindstone (not that I've ever figured out how that is supposed to help someone other than sand down one's honker), it should all turn out.

Now all I have to do is talk my legs into getting up from the chair and going to class...

Com'on boys! Please?

This is going to take some time. Have a good day folks!

Pretty please... Lefty? Righty....?

7:55 AM -

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