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Grr. Argh.

Or something.

You know, it's really scary that the test which makes up 50% of my elective course was apparently not scheduled right. Or, nonexistent. Or, I and a bunch of others went to the wrong place and am even now blithely missing it.

*Le sigh*

I got up early for nothing. Surprisingly, I don't mind this so much. At least I'm up.

I should revise. But I really, really don't care that much.

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I go for coffee, exam, maybe laundry if I bother going home, and shopping.

But after that I will thread, because it's been too long.

And also write that essay I need to give in. But I have all night!

*flees in terror*

ETA: Back. Still not king dead.

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Just now a six-foot rugby player wanders through computer suite and stops out of curiosity to listen to someone's current music.

"I fucking love Celine Dion!"

The smile on his face warmed hearts and befuddled minds.

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In the meantime, I am so incredibly unmotivated for this essay, it is amazing. *sighs*