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Wrong side of the dawn, we meet again.
My friend, oh glorious sun, why is it that we can never agree on things? Like, why is it that I do better academic work when you've dipped far below the horizon? And why is it that I usually get my best hours of sleep while you loom large and brilliant above me?
More importantly, why am I anthropomorphizing a gigantic ball of gas?
In any case, I'm trying to swing my sleeping schedule back around to a state of diurnal awesomeness. I'm currently in class (We're having a discussion on virtual teams), and people are pretty-much just chattering about things other than class. I'm on about hour 19 of wakedness, and I'd love to go at least another 10. I'm pretty sure with the divine intervention that is Final Fantasy XII and cameos by caffeine, I'll be good until at least 6pm. We'll see, in any case.
With this act, I intend to actually get involved in my classes again outside of some sort of silent partner status. Once again, we'll see.
My friend, oh glorious sun, why is it that we can never agree on things? Like, why is it that I do better academic work when you've dipped far below the horizon? And why is it that I usually get my best hours of sleep while you loom large and brilliant above me?
More importantly, why am I anthropomorphizing a gigantic ball of gas?
In any case, I'm trying to swing my sleeping schedule back around to a state of diurnal awesomeness. I'm currently in class (We're having a discussion on virtual teams), and people are pretty-much just chattering about things other than class. I'm on about hour 19 of wakedness, and I'd love to go at least another 10. I'm pretty sure with the divine intervention that is Final Fantasy XII and cameos by caffeine, I'll be good until at least 6pm. We'll see, in any case.
With this act, I intend to actually get involved in my classes again outside of some sort of silent partner status. Once again, we'll see.