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I have studied and read till I just can't study or read anymore. My brain is mush! Do you hear that professors! You have mushed my brain. Biznitches. Yes, I did just say that. I'm hopped up on Caribou Coffee and internet porn several (yes several!) chocolate bars. That, and I haven't been sleeping much lately. You do the math. Since I have finished studying, I am contemplating going to get a drink. But that would be a bad idea, considering that a)my first final is at 8:45 tomorrow morning, and b)I requested the night off to study.
But honestly - it actually feels kind of good to have spent the day studying. It's the first time in a long time that I've felt like a student. Queer, that is. I haven't actually studied for a test since I was a freshman. Hmm. Ah well. Okay, I'm outta hear. The library is started to give me the creeps - and not in that wholesome "there's a hellmouth under it" kind of way.
But honestly - it actually feels kind of good to have spent the day studying. It's the first time in a long time that I've felt like a student. Queer, that is. I haven't actually studied for a test since I was a freshman. Hmm. Ah well. Okay, I'm outta hear. The library is started to give me the creeps - and not in that wholesome "there's a hellmouth under it" kind of way.