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I can practically read my French class seatmate's mind -- you know, the one from Brazil, the one who might be going to France this summer. He wants me to stop talking to him. And to stop butchering the language he's working so hard to learn.

Haha, I know I can be super-annoying and I truly pity the guy for having to sit next to me. Oh gah.

I'm sorry, everyone, for my antics today. I'm PMS-ing. And worrying senselessly.

I'm not in a very narrative flashback-y mood, so details of my first days sa second sem would have to be put off for... well, I really don't know. Maybe I'd do it in one of my numerous fifty-hour breaks between classes.