My life is a fucking disaster. The other day I went to see Professor L****** to ask how to get a lower grade on my next exam (like I told you). He kept asking me why I was so afraid of getting a good grade, and I kind of told him. Now he hates me. I guess I just keep trying to get close to my professors somehow because I think that if I can re-live the situation and have it turn out okay then I can understand that it wasn’t my fault. But it never works
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In England, prize fighting is extremely popular, and was created as a more humane alternative to dueling. A form of Muscular Christianity that does not tolerate verbal abuse, it serves to eliminate the bitchy universe. This blog is a step in the other direction.
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