The End sometimes isn’t a new Beginning.
The end of the holidays would certainly be smoothly akin to the end of life as I’ve known it. It’s roughly ten hours to the first paper of the SAs, and to say that I’m not prepared would be an understatement. Rather, I’m in the most unprepared state for an exam I have ever been in my entire life as a student. No, it is neither exaggeration nor jest. Seriously if I pass Econs, it would be a miracle of the finest kind.
The holidays were exceedingly liberating; a breath of fresh air. The second week was like inhaling liquid nitrogen, but nawwww i’m still alive.
Problems knock on my door and threaten to overwhelm me. However,
I’m so sleepy I don’t think this post should be compl eted.
Goodnight. (:
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