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Friday, October 26, 2001
Damn bastard calculus teacher, cant talk, cant teach, cant give instructions for his own damn test. That bastard told us that we only had 7 problems on our damn mid-term, it turns out that what he meant, i guess, was that there was seven sections with five problems each. Then that idiot.....ugh. I am too pissed to write right now. DAMN HIM.