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Personal Narrative: Do My Log Number One

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Doing my log number one was very different that my log number two. As the semester progressed the work load increased. In the beginning of the semester I would have a lot of time to go to the gym and watch Netflix. Now I go to the gym if I am lucky twice a week compared to everyday. I never get to see my friends anymore or my family. I am a planner therefor I like to plan things beforehand. It frustrates me when a professor changes the syllabus because if destroys many other plans I already had. My log number 1 went great because I did not encounter any complications. Now two months in to college a lot has changed. I do not get much free time on the weekend. Nerveless my sleeping schedule is destroyed as well. I realized going to the gym would
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