A Rose for Emily
Faulkner= necrophilia. Steampowered necrophilia, actually, but to explain that I'd have to give you an account of the kind of discussions we have in class.
It's 3:10. Class doesn't start for another 30 minutes. Must not nap in corner of library. Must not sleep. Not enough time.
Why am I always the sleepiest at 3pm? Like, of the ENTIRE DAY (including when I should be going to bed), 3pm is when I feel the most like sleeping. Ugggh. Makes it so hard to concentrate in math, especially when its that one guy teaching, because he mumbles and has his back to you almost the entire time.
Slllleeeep @___@
It's 3:10. Class doesn't start for another 30 minutes. Must not nap in corner of library. Must not sleep. Not enough time.
Why am I always the sleepiest at 3pm? Like, of the ENTIRE DAY (including when I should be going to bed), 3pm is when I feel the most like sleeping. Ugggh. Makes it so hard to concentrate in math, especially when its that one guy teaching, because he mumbles and has his back to you almost the entire time.
Slllleeeep @___@