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i cannot believe how long today has been. when i think of last night i feel like it happened a week ago, and i haven't quite convinced myself that it's only monday. it was only last night that i looked up 11 different sources and wrote a three page fucking annotated bibliography? it was only last night that i was unpleasantly surprised by the realization that i needed to write a four page rough draft by today? it was hardly this morning that i trekked all the way to the orthodontist, got these accursed braces put on, and walked all the way to the mall? it can't have been twelve hours ago that i was explaining indifferently to my teacher why my annotated bibliography was 4 days late. did i really take that two hour nap only a few hours ago? was it today that i missed calculus unintentionally for the first time all semester? and did i really just spend four hours calmly studying for this huge chemistry exam?
no. i must have dreamt it all. surely, if i'd done all that, i'd have dropped dead by now.
no. i must have dreamt it all. surely, if i'd done all that, i'd have dropped dead by now.