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yes.
it's that time in the semester where you stop caring. where work gets to be just that.. work. in the beginning of the semester, school is almost a novelty. i have so much fun picking out notebooks with neon colored swans and pens with amazing ink-flow. but now, no matter the organization i've set for myself, it's all getting BORING.
and now i'm in the foreign language lab and all of the french comprehension i'm listening to sounds like..
bonjourunefemmequelquefoismaisontroppourfairedusportjemappellefuckfacemaisouijadoretoi
it's sucking my soul. WAH.
it's that time in the semester where you stop caring. where work gets to be just that.. work. in the beginning of the semester, school is almost a novelty. i have so much fun picking out notebooks with neon colored swans and pens with amazing ink-flow. but now, no matter the organization i've set for myself, it's all getting BORING.
and now i'm in the foreign language lab and all of the french comprehension i'm listening to sounds like..
bonjourunefemmequelquefoismaisontroppourfairedusportjemappellefuckfacemaisouijadoretoi
it's sucking my soul. WAH.