It has been a tiring week.
Tuesday night/Wednesday morning was devoted to nothing but finishing my Literature midterm essays, and it took me over twelve hours to create a somewhat understandable paper. ...Papers. Running on one thermos of tea was scary and exciting at the same time. The beautiful thing about spending the night at the library is the opportunity to enjoy my fellow procrastinators without having to give up the feeling of solitude.
I also realized that people could pretend to go to our school and live on the second floor for the rest of the school year...and nobody would even really notice.
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