True, this was a science-ie paper on Gententically Modified Organisms, but even so, I'm glad. Very interesting subject by the way. One of my favorites. Maybe, if I can find the final version of my paper, I'll post it here. Anyone interested in science that doesn't already know about it would probably find it interesting.
Anyway, as arranged before I left for my spring class, now that I'm back home, I'll be moving in with a friend of the family, seeing as me and my mom fight constantly if we live in the same space too long.
It's not that we don't get along, but living with someone is different. It makes you rub each other the wrong way. And we all know parents and children are always clashing, period. So I decided it was best.
But the people I'm staying with have stone-age level internet, so I don't know how often I'll be on the internet really. I mean, I don't see why, since they are both teachers, and could at least afford DSL, but nooooo. Ah well, beggars can't be choosers. They are being very nice about letting me stay with them. They gave me an entire room. I'm moving my stuff in today. I was supposed to have started moving already, but my friend with the truck is late. I'll have to be outta here once she gets here though.
Oh! I forgot to mention. My laptop broke.... I'm getting it fixed. And they're paying for it though, so don't worry. It should be done sometime next week.
Oh, and here is my ride. I got to go.
See ya'll later.
-PI









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The world is dyed in black
But the my breath I breath is still white
Lets go destroy the present
Since the day we promised
It would still make it on time
Do you like my signiture, by the way? I wrote it myself. There was more to the peom, but it got cut off.
-your personal P.I. ^_~
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Sing me a song of fire and of ash,
Sing me a song of love lost at long last.
Sing me a song of the night and the moon,
Sing me a song in the voice of the loon.
Sing of days to come and all days past,
Sing of morning dew on twisted metal, broken glass
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Sing me a song of fire and of ash,
Sing me a song of love lost at long last.
Sing me a song of the night and the moon,
Sing me a song in the voice of the loon.
Sing of days to come and all days past,
Sing of morning dew on twisted metal, broken glass
I wish I could browse this place all night... alas, I must memorize latin name of plants.
Yeah, I know. But I'm still happy from all the good C&C.
You boost my confidence. If I ever come across any evil professor I'm gonna go back and read these comments!
Thank you guys so much!
I'm gonna go back to doing the homework I SHOULD have been doing all day now....
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