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So my classes are back and I'm scared.

Scared that I won't get grades as good as the ones I got last semester (in fact, I'm almost sure of that), scared of some of my professors, and also scared that I may actually be dead in the end of the semester (nothing compared to what [ profile] christycorr is going through when it comes to lack of time, but, she's a big girl *grins*).

My modem had some problems this week, so I apologise, but I won't be able to flist. I'll do my best to do it from today on (or maybe Friday), but to actually read all that's been posted on the last week will be physically impossible: I really do plan to dedicate myself to University this semester, and I won't have half as much time as I did on the last one.

So, if there are any posts you've made during the last week that you think it's important that I read, please do post the link here and I'll be happy to do so.

Also, I'm doing a friend list clean up. No, I will not lock my Live Journal or anything, it's just that I feel I have way too many friends (if there is such a thing) and communities, and I just... I don't have time to read it all, and I hate to be selective, but it's what I have to do.

Please, comment here if you wish to stay, even though you don't necessarily have to comment to stick around: there are some journals I've always read and commented, and those I'm definitely keeping around.

God, I think I've sounded weird on this post. Forgive me. *laughs* I'm really running late, though, so I don't have the time to rewrite it.

That's it, people! I'll make a post about my first week (and upload the video post #3) sometime this weekend!

You like bowling, don't you, Montag?

If you don't want a man unhappy politically, don't give him two sides to a question to worry him; give him one. Better yet, give him none. If the government is inefficient, topheavy, and tax-mad, better it be all those than that people worry over it. Peace, Montag. Give the people contests they win by remembering the words to more popular songs or the names of state capitals or how much corn Iowa grew last year. Cram them full of noncombustible data, chock them so damned full of 'facts' they feel stuffed, but absolutely 'brilliant' with information. Then they'll feel like they're thinking, they'll get a sense of motion without moving. And they'll be happy, because facts of that sort don't change. Don't give them any slippery stuff like philosophy or sociology to tie things up with. That way lies melancholy.

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