I have decided that most things happen by increments so small you can't really tell that they are changing until you look back and realize that somehow you started at point A and ended up at point B. A good case in point is my life this semester. All indications say that my life should be really easy, as far as I can tell. I am only taking 14 credit hours. That is the least credits I have ever taken in a semester. Furthermore, I have one class on Tuesdays and no classes on Thursdays. However, I somehow am insanely busy. How did that happen?
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