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I'm being punished for my sins.
That is all I could think today in Psych 100. As the teacher laboriously went over, for ten minutes, the concept of a variable... for christ's sake... I glanced at the desk of the boy next to me to see how he was getting through this condescending torture. I read the following note, which he was passing back and forth to the girl next to him:

Yo girl you bored too?
yeah I know dis alredy
so u got any hobbies
chillin, dat all
yeah me to, wachin movies and chillin. so u got a man?
yeah I do
He lucky to have a girl like you you got nice eyes
thanks

I'm sorry god, I'm sorry for all I did, I'm sorry I dropped out of high school and I'm sorry I never called the honours program back because I'm so lazy and I'm especially sorry for my hubris and my conceit and my snobbery in thinking that I am any better than my fellow students, these people who are in the night class because they work all day as I soon will and are going to college so they can make a better life for themselves. I'm sure I'm sorry. Please can we move past the scientific method before I have to kill myself?

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