Monday, September 22, 2003

finally made my presentation look tolerable. methinks dr. simpson will be a hard grader, but there is always hope. a speaker came to health today and told how he was the driver in an accident that killed a girl when he was 18. he'd had a couple drinks and now, his life is screwed. hardly any job opportunities, a criminal record, the scorn of the general public, massive fines and payments. this was not some below normal intelligence, drunkard. he was a good student, and a fairly upstanding person. it's sad that one decision can shape the route your life will take. at least my class was respectful to the guy. psa meeting was the highlight of the day, and band sucked, but what else is new? yay for leslie being spotlight sweetheart, and justine for psa. huzzah

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