The feeling in the morning: should i skip school? God told me not to personally.
The feeling after i eat meals: i'm getting fatter and flabby. I played soccer last saturday and sunday.
The feeling after watching holland vs portugal: wtf? portugal meets england, my other favourite team can sooth my anger by beating the cheap cheats.
The feeling when the 7th month approaches: we're getting there. There's something on my mind and i'm not going to tell you.
The feeling of getting a B for genomics UT: RELIEF!! I'm so convinced God possessed the UT marker.
The feeling i'm in poly year 3 and still not knowing what i want to do when i graduate: stress. I wish Jesus would come and take us away. Then i wouldn't have to do anymore ppts.