Once upon a time I had 4 tests. I took two on Monday, and did poor on both of them. Then I came home, slapped myself upside the face, told myself what I had to do to get good grades, and fixed what needed to be fixed. Then, later that week (this week), I did really well on the next two tests. It just maybe be possible to come out of some ditches that I just fell into academically...
The end.
now I'm going to Vegas to do a triathlon. And to support Weber State tennis in a tournament. And to see Beatles Love. Can't wait.
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