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Oct. 23rd, 2004 11:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cherryThe rumours of my death have been greatly exaggerated.
Really, people, there have been no kidnapping schemes, no car accidents, and no random moose encounters. Just six classes with six labs and six weekly assignments, as well as numerous extracurricular activities, and having a social life.
I've just been avoiding posting personal stuff, as I've realized that brief perusal of this journal (plus some basic personal information) could enable people to find out rather more about me that I'd like. I'm think going to just start filtering some things, instead.
Although, as the last few entries I started consisted of the likes of "Mr. Bubble is becoming rather rotund. Guinea pig mega diet!" -- perhaps a good deal shall just remain unsaid.
Anyway.
"I'm not dead."
"'Ere, she says she's not dead."
"Yes, she is."
"I'm not."
"She isn't."
"Well, she will be soon, she's very ill."
"I'm getting better!"
Really, people, there have been no kidnapping schemes, no car accidents, and no random moose encounters. Just six classes with six labs and six weekly assignments, as well as numerous extracurricular activities, and having a social life.
I've just been avoiding posting personal stuff, as I've realized that brief perusal of this journal (plus some basic personal information) could enable people to find out rather more about me that I'd like. I'm think going to just start filtering some things, instead.
Although, as the last few entries I started consisted of the likes of "Mr. Bubble is becoming rather rotund. Guinea pig mega diet!" -- perhaps a good deal shall just remain unsaid.
Anyway.
"I'm not dead."
"'Ere, she says she's not dead."
"Yes, she is."
"I'm not."
"She isn't."
"Well, she will be soon, she's very ill."
"I'm getting better!"
