all we need is a little bit of momentum

[arrogant_toerag]

James had all his book spread out in front of him and he was staring down at his half-written essay with blank, tired eyes, scratching his head. He was so burnt out, he didn't know how to think anymore. He heaved a sigh and flopped back in his chair, covering his face with his hands.

"I hate this time of year."