Vanishing Excerpt . . . Two?

The man hoisted himself up against the trunk of an oak. Red trail clashing with green grass. Kirk figured he had mortally wounded him. He hobbled towards the shade.

A forced laugh carried blood. You know, the man started, when I s-

Kirk jabbed the sword into his chest, Fuck you.

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Speech.

Applied Calculus. 

Intro to English Studies.

Intro to Biology.

Bio Lab.

The Psychology of Drug Use. (Lol)

Those are my classes. While taking a break from school was the worst idea I could have ever come up with, it actually did some good:

A) I'm looking forward to going back to school, and eventually transferring out of NDSU. 

B) I actually want to challenge myself now. I could take the easy classes in order to receive a lot of my credits for the required generals (i.e. some strange computer science course instead of calculus), but I've decided against that. I want to take hard classes. And in every way possible. I am smarter than I think I am. Guess we all are.

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