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hi. still smack in the middle of finals week. ugh, I want this to be over, school is getting anoying, like in "mushroom samba" when spike it tripping and see's the frog on the neverending staircase. "obnoxious little frog". . . I say this mainly because i got hit by a car while biking to a final today. It was strainge, Theres this panhandler that's always on our corner hitting up people waiting at the stop light. Actually there are a few and they rotait every one and then. Anyway, I try to wave and smile to him cus he seems the most sober. He saw me get hit and was really helpfull and genuenely worried, he wailed really loud when it happened, like I had died, I think thatwas the strangest part. I didn't think I had dies, i didn't even go unconcious but i wondered if just cus someone elce thought I had, maybe I did, or was closer to it than I thought. He told me his name was James and told me to see a doctor. I went to the doctor and I'm ok but it threw off my day and now I still have 2 papers to finish and will be one day behind when I'm done. It's strange how during finals week time gets compartmentalized into hours and not days, I hate crunch time. I hate having to work on finals week. ugh. but in a few days I'll be chillin and beading and sittign in the sun!