Wednesday, April 03, 2002

Marc

This will be short.

For the past two weeks, roughly, I seem to be having this huge streak of luck when it comes to getting called on in classes. I sit there, without ever having read what I was supposed to have read, and somehow, kind of like in Shakespeare In Love, it all works out.

How so?

Don't know. It's a mystery. It just boggles my mind. I sit there, barely paying any attention, and somehow I come up with the right answers, or, in one case, I even said, "I don't know", but the professor misheard it as "no", which was the right answer, and looked at me proudly. Ugh. I feel terrible about it.

Hungry now. Must scrounge up loose change for Taco Bell. God, I hate being broke.

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