i was so wrong to think that the next few days would be comprised of intensive work - i just don't want to write this essay. it has to be in tomorrow morning, or i fail the subject. i want to do... well, nothing. to come down with some terrible illness so that i can be excused from having to do anything ever. melodramatic? perhaps. oh, how i wish i could pause time.
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