Yes, I am still here, and I have but one thing of importance to say: I don't want to go back to school. The days of no sleep and bad food are fast approaching, and I believe I have been wronged. My break was supposed to be a month long, but it certainly didn't seem like it.
All complaints aside, I discoverd that I have a higher GPA than I thought. With the addition of another grade, my 3.867 has magically turned into a 3.875. Now I'm putting the finishing touches on my schedule for this semester. It seems quite a few openings are available for ballroom dancing, and I'm contemplating taking the course as a stress reliever. The worst part will be three hours of P.E. on Thursday nights. I've been forced to take physical education my entire life and see no reason for such a thing to continue. I eat right, I exercise when there's time, I'm not obese by any means, and I know how to interact with my peers. It is simply not necessary.
It seems Phynerk has brought up the subject of money, which leads me to ask for donations to the Send Seashell to Ireland Fund. I was reminded of one of the reasons I should be in Ireland: Thanks to St. Patrick, there are no snakes there. (This is actually a myth; there were no snakes in Ireland before ol' Patty.) This means nice weather, beautiful scenery, cool history, great legends, good beer, and no fear. I'll be waiting for the funds to roll in...
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