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I still have no title and apparently I must scream again.
Oh dear gods. My title should have been "Don't panic, Jillian Lee, you're the only one who will see this title anyway, and the only one who will remember all this in a month". The only good thing I can say about my speech is that it's over and done with. Gods above. This is why my characters can eat me alive.
Our Chem Lab is an oven. Scratch that: last week it was an oven. Today it was an autoclave.
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Neil Gaiman, in the Philippines, on Wednesday, 7 pm. Yes we have an exam that is due to finish exactly an hour before, and will probably finish later. Yes this week is hell week, of sorts, because every week in iMed is hell week except for the first two weeks of classes. Yes getting from Ermita to Rockwell in under an hour is a near impossibility. Where there's a way a will will inevitably find it.
Our Chem Lab is an oven. Scratch that: last week it was an oven. Today it was an autoclave.
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Neil Gaiman, in the Philippines, on Wednesday, 7 pm. Yes we have an exam that is due to finish exactly an hour before, and will probably finish later. Yes this week is hell week, of sorts, because every week in iMed is hell week except for the first two weeks of classes. Yes getting from Ermita to Rockwell in under an hour is a near impossibility. Where there's a way a will will inevitably find it.