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Maybe I can find something to do. School is almost over for the winter; there's almost too much anticipation building up. I finished my first exam this morning. So that means I only have three left.
I should probably study for the English exam I have tomorrow, but I probably won't. At least not now.
But other than that, there really isn't much going on. Marin leaves Friday for Mexico. So that leaves me with nothing to do for an entire month. I'm unemployed and looking, but I doubt I'll find anything. Marin tells me I'm terribly pessimistic. And I wonder, when did that start happening?
I guess I'm getting older. My bones creak and my joints are stiff. I think I'm ready to retire.