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I should be studying, but it's too warm out and it's saturday night. The material is kinda boring anyway. I'll regret it tomorrow. I want this semester to be over with! I go back and forth to wanting to get what I need to barely pass and then I am overcome with guilt. I feel as though a professional never shoots for the bare minimum. I just can't seem to get motivated. Then I get mad at myself. My own emotions frustrate me!! I'm rambling. In short sentences. This is not a good night for studying. Good thing I'm going out with the roommate to see a movie. Chick flick. So the boyfriend doesn't have to watch Hugh Grant. But I still get to pick the next one. I can't remember why.