an intervention

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Got sidetracked from schoolwork last night by getting involved in an intervention plan to prevent a friend of a friend from reneging on his latest bout of quitting smoking. I am so pleased i never started. now i have a craving for more lollipops, but since i am eating at a soup kitchen this evening to cut costs, i can’t really validate that kind of waste.
i sent my application to U of T this morning. After crying for two hours with Zach, we decided there was no point in not applying if i had already decided i was going to be rejected. I wouldn’t even be disappointed, but i would be able to say it is not all for naught. am i going to apply to Ottawa U or am i going to work on my italian and apps for the next year?

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