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Happy birthday to me bitches. yep, that's right, 19. Too bad it's 3:00 in the morning. It's what I get for procrastinating on my final project in drawing. But as my pen continues to draw, my mind slowly spirals away from the grip of reality. Yeah, this quarter is almost over, but St. Patrick's Day is 2 days away. This means the reality of school and doing work; all of that shit I don't like to do, will be put on the proverbial back burner while I waste my time smoking pot and drinking beer. After St. Patties day I will worry about passing math.