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I'm sorry if it feels like I'm being too busy for you lately, but I have to admit I'm milking the situation, because I love this feeling: of being just that little bit frantic, and having just a tiny bit too much on my plate.
Enough that there's always something that needs doing, but that it's all doable.
This is why I have trouble with you, sometimes: I really enjoy school. It makes me feel like I'm accomplishing something, even when all I'm doing is memorizing the parts of a mollusk and labeling my kitchen with Spanish nouns.
Enough that there's always something that needs doing, but that it's all doable.
This is why I have trouble with you, sometimes: I really enjoy school. It makes me feel like I'm accomplishing something, even when all I'm doing is memorizing the parts of a mollusk and labeling my kitchen with Spanish nouns.