"Not the needle, nor the thread, the lost decree. Saying nothing, that's enough for me."
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I just have to get this out of my mind. The rain has been nothing but a pain in the ass and time is just being all too friendly. Exam got postponed and what the hell, two days worth of studying went adrift with the nasty flood.
I go home feeling to dumb to review for food chem since I don't know where to start since the lousy prof won't give any handouts or at least have decent means of indirectly giving us notes. The references were pretty vague and each of the books I saw all have different things to say about the friggin pigments.
Now, at exactly 7:49 PM, gauging by what I currently hear, the rain is finally dozing off. Good job. Now please kindly go back to work at 5:00 AM so you can give our respective representatives a head-start on when to call it a suspension because seriously, I'm going to punch you in the face if you play that damn trick on me again.
I'm having a hard time studying with this gut feeling that the creek will once again invade my house and that the university won't cancel classes early.
Hello swimming with rat urine.
Hello pigments, flavors, and browning.