Well I fixed my fridge the motor in the one compartment stopped pumping in cold air so I snagged a similar one from work… and replaced it, my degree at work people. My dad thanks me yay, ironically I have won awards, graduated at the top of my class, risen to the tops of academia, and become sitting chair of 2 major clubs in my profession, been commended by everyone but Jesus and my dad, and all it took was a fridge repair, I guess that means all I have to do to get Jesus on my side is to help one person get a cat out a tree or something, no more helping people out with there lives, but the tyrannical kitchen matriarch made my dad buy a new one anyway, that really annoyed the hell out of me. It took me like 2 hours to fix that thing and she made him spend money anyway errrr. Ohh well so is our lot in life, on the bright side at least I’m back in school and I’m having fun being there. Nothing quiet like it you know, I think I mainly enjoy it for the feeling of being needed. No one really knows that about me most people think I don’t really care about anything, thing is I do care I’ve just buried it so deep inside that it doesn’t come to the surface anymore. But then again I like people to think I’m stronger then I really am gives me a little more leeway when dealing with them. We will see how things turn out over the semester.

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