three-year-olds

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My three-year-old roomie

Nine days, 11 hours and 33 seconds ago, I walked out of Cameron Heights Collegiate Institute for what I hope will be the last time. In other words, my biology exam is written, and life is worth living again. And if I play my university elective cards right, Shakespeare will be a thing of the past and Basket Weaving 101 will finally appear on an official school transcript of mine.