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I really needed today to be Mountain Day. Like woah. I'm like "..." God. Fuck damn. Anyway, I figured out part of the reason that like... I'm having such a problem with Italian is part of my brain thing. Today I was reaching for words I knew...and fucked them up every single time. A F. A F makes me wanna shoot myself in the face.
You know things are bad when you get this email:
hi Kim, hope you are well.
I have just corrected your quiz, and I am afraid it didn't go too well. could you meet me
in my office so we can talk about it? Let me know when you are available.
thanks
Barbara
I studied my fucking ass off for this test. So fucking hard. I don't know what to do. God. i got in there and like...forgot everything. I dunno why I'm so bad at this. I've never been this bad in anything ever. Oi. Fuck. Damn. Ow.
hi Kim, hope you are well.
I have just corrected your quiz, and I am afraid it didn't go too well. could you meet me
in my office so we can talk about it? Let me know when you are available.
thanks
Barbara
I studied my fucking ass off for this test. So fucking hard. I don't know what to do. God. i got in there and like...forgot everything. I dunno why I'm so bad at this. I've never been this bad in anything ever. Oi. Fuck. Damn. Ow.
