| f4stjack : |
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| Actually my dear lady that post graduation stress. Never. Ends. I mean getting stabbed in a dark alley MIGHT seem a relief in comparison. But then again going back to home is always nice and provides alternate options to relieve that stress. | ||
| larissa : |
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well, i'm relieved. the prospect of getting stabbed and feeling happy afterwards really cheered me up! |
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| f4stjack : |
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| Hey that's not that bad, after you get the painkillers I mean, all fluffy and pink and stitches and whatnot. Then again, Master and Doctorate programs await, which are basically bigger thugs with bigger knives oh and no hospice nearby. Glad to help:) | ||
| larissa : |
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oh right, who wouldn't wanna be pink and fluffy, it's what i've been looking for all along(it'll go well with my cheeks!) BTW,i'm glad to hear this bigger-knife metaphor, especially because i'm starting a PhD. program within a month. kill me now!!! |
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| f4stjack : |
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| Hey haha welcome to my nightmare... and no, not even death can save you from it. All that cute courses, grades and here's the best, there is a light at the end of the tunnel and it is not sunshine, sunshine. It means tunnel was doused with napalm... | ||