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How I Met The Doctor
I met Denise my junior year in college. She was a cute brunette and a year behind me with a liberal arts major. I was in Vocational Education and wanted to be a counselor. By June of my senior year, she was three months pregnant. I guess the pill is only 90% effective. She didn’t finished her last year. We were going to get married anyway, it just upped the time line. I wanted to be a counselor but you had to have a Bachelor’s degree and then an additional year of studies for the counselor...