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I'm rather annoyed that I slept through my thesis class this morning. The rain poured down the roof this morning, and it was as if the roof was being struck repeatedly by tiny mallets. The shattering noise, despite its intensity somehow offered comfort. As I drew tighter to myself sheets printed with the rosy, freckled faces of Strawberry Shortcake (Yes, I have Strawberry Shortcake sheets), I knew the storm could do me no harm.
So I continued with my slumber through the hours of the morning only to wake up 10 AM to hot, angry rays impairing my vision. At this moment of realization, I wanted to strike myself on the head,admonishing myself for waking up late. It was pointless to go to school; my class ended at 10:30.
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Many years have passed since I last asked the question, "What if?" but there are questions that will forever remain unanswered.
So I continued with my slumber through the hours of the morning only to wake up 10 AM to hot, angry rays impairing my vision. At this moment of realization, I wanted to strike myself on the head,admonishing myself for waking up late. It was pointless to go to school; my class ended at 10:30.
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Many years have passed since I last asked the question, "What if?" but there are questions that will forever remain unanswered.