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This icon takes on new meaning for today... I have to finish my paper this morning, and I've devoted from now until I have to leave for class (and possibly between the class and belly dancing) to that very end.

Must. Get. Passing. Grade.

Actually, a passing grade isn't really what I'm after - I want a reasonably *decent* grade. I can probably get a passing grade just by spending half an hour bullshitting an argument. I want to make it something good, and do well.

Doesn't everyone, though?

Last night I worked for the first time in a week. Fun times. I hate that place with a passion. At least it wasn't insanely busy, though.

I get a VERY long weekend for Thanksgiving, as it turns out. I don't have any classes on Tuesday anyway, and Monday is a holiday. So I don't start until Wednesday, and as it turns out, one of my Wednesday classes was cancelled too.

It evened out when my teacher informed us that we would have a midterm on that Wednesday, at nine o'clock in the morning.

Whee.

Ah well. School isn't unbearable yet. Keeping up with the workload and everything. It's all good.