I refuse to believe that I have class tomorrow. I've treated this entire evening like I've had no obligations, and, I must say, it's been nice. Unfortunately, I realize that some time in the next eleven hours, I need to write a critique of a classmate's story for fiction writing. Something tells me that "some time" will be tomorrow morning
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my roommate doesn't have any classes tomorrow, so I generally slack off more. . . and Friends is on, course this week it was a rerun! blah!
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