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| Monday, November 10, 2003 Okay, it looks like time to change my poll. So, here's the story. I had all weekend to write this paper. I put it off like the good little student I am (and stupid Andy and stupid Matt didn't help...). Also, I had a concert to go to on Sunday night. So, Sunday comes around, I wake up at 1:30. Try to write a little outline. Finish that around 4. Decide I can't go to the concert; sucks to be me. Work on and off until around 11. I get about 3 pages. This paper is really slow-going. Then, the family gets back from the concert. I'm tired of doing this crap. Noah goes to a party at the concerto soloist's house (he plays trombone). At the party, Noah sees a girl who is in my class. He calls me and tells me that she said that my paper's due date was extended to Wednesday. I didn't know that because I missed class on Friday because my alarm didn't go off. What's the point?! Okay, here's the point. How should I look at this? Vote above.
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