Ah the wonderful rollercoaster of life. How I admire it's many twists and turns, large stomach flopping drops and crazy upside down plunges. I met with my academic advisor today to confirm whether or not a December graduation would even be possible. It is but it isn't and I have a week to figure it out. See the thing is I didn't realize that I needed 2 specialty classes along with some gen. eds. So my whole plan just got a fuck ton more complicated. The answer is pretty clear to me right now but I'm not ready to settle for a spring 2005 graduation just yet. Give me a day or so of crying and depression of being trapped for another fucking year at Columbia and I'll grin and bare it like I do everything else in my life that's generally shitty (which is 99% of all things me).

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