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Before September I was working 60+ hours a week at a combo of several different jobs (including See's Candy girl) to desparately save up enough money to be admitted into college for as long as possible. I had already graduated HS at age 15.5 (contingent on 2 jr. college courses), and had no friends, so working was fine by me. I was desparate to get out of the house and away from my father, yet in an "acceptable" way.
Fortunately it worked, and once I got to college, my life started. I carried full-time credits, a part-time job, started living in the dorms, making friends, and enjoying my life for the first time ever.
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"Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath.
At night, the ice weasels come." -
Matt Groening
My goal? To fulfill my potential.
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