Two weeks left, and I'm done with 3rd year.
Friday, 12/02/05 - 11:42 pm.

Joseph and I saw an orange cat chasing a garden hose in campus. Later on, we spotted two toucans. He threw an empty bottle of coke to a guy's head, and got all childish because the coffeehouse didn't have chicken, and he wanted a chicken salad.

I'm done with Methods of Evaluation exams. Now I need to focus on the psychological report, to give the diagnostic to my 15-year old patient's mom. That, and two finals (Social and Abnormal Behavior -GASP-)and one more research (for Survey). Two weeks left, is what I keep telling myself. I'm not in a hurry to become a 4th year-er, I just need a fucking break.

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