Lily walked slowly back from the bus stop, sat down to study for chemistry but decided to watch A Streetcar Named Desire. Then she felt a bit sad because of what she was doing, or rather, not doing. So she blogged abit, deleted everything she wrote and went to sleep.
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When did my priorities get like this? I’m like in one of those metaphorical ruts that were all the rage awhile back I think this time last year where we had that massive onslaught of all-grade assignments.
gg
