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hah.

i just thought of spamming the word so much so that i won't recognize it anymore.
maybe if i found some media agency and spammed it all over the internet and televisions and radio stations the word would cease to exist and be taken out of Oxford Cambridge Longman Dictionaries.

hah.

Last Lsat Lazt?

ict was eckk.
made worse by the fact that i really couldn't figure out anything i could possibly get from it.
(the $123 is pointless)

the same hard manual labor, same issues with men (just that now they're all older than me, which only served to worsen issues), same problems same troubles.
so whats there to learn?

nothing.


but between the preparing and the keeping (the only tough parts) was a day or two of stare-into-blank-space-and-rot-ness. so i thought. well. only God can salvage this situation and make it all worthwhile.

"whaaaat. work so hard for a retreat with God?!?!"
and why not?

and therein lies my salary for that week of work.