When it's four in the morning, I'll play "Famous Blue Raincoat"
My final is in FIVE HOURS. I have to leave my apartment in four and a half. How is it 3am already and I still have so much to (re)learn?
I hate 8am finals, for they are made of SUCK and EVOL.
I'm not even tired anymore... I'm just confused... This whole not sleeping thing is strange and... confusing. I... leave my apartment again, but without ever having gone to bed? This is so bizarre! I expect in about two hours when it starts to get dawny I will become even more confused. (I just went and opened the blinds in preparation.) It's like somehow my subconscious got all hung up on the idea of an allnighter as a poetic end for my college career, and thus refused to let me study in a proper, timely fashion. Last final ever! Coupled with first allnighter ever! It's such a cute, ironic twist! I hate you subconscious.
Hm, I wonder if those plums I put in the brown paper bag are ripe yet...
I hate 8am finals, for they are made of SUCK and EVOL.
I'm not even tired anymore... I'm just confused... This whole not sleeping thing is strange and... confusing. I... leave my apartment again, but without ever having gone to bed? This is so bizarre! I expect in about two hours when it starts to get dawny I will become even more confused. (I just went and opened the blinds in preparation.) It's like somehow my subconscious got all hung up on the idea of an allnighter as a poetic end for my college career, and thus refused to let me study in a proper, timely fashion. Last final ever! Coupled with first allnighter ever! It's such a cute, ironic twist! I hate you subconscious.
Hm, I wonder if those plums I put in the brown paper bag are ripe yet...