I'm raising my head up from the morass (four piles down, two to go) with news that is not news -- or, rather, that I got news that I don't want to publicly advertise yet because it's not definite yet. (No, nobody's pregnant.) Nonetheless, it points to some very good news. I'll just leave it at that
With one week before the semester ends, it's back to the grind.
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if the news is what i think it is, then congratulations. can i stop whispering now?
It probably is what you think it is, but we're still not celebrating because nothing is definite yet, and may not be for some time yet. Still, you can whisper loudly. ;)
I'm not sure what I think it is, but I'm very happy for you anyway, and will drink loudly to your fortunes.
fingers crossed!
This your sixth year already? I'm sure it will go through
No, no, officially it's my *fifth* year. That's a good thing. No, not that yet.
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