It was a Friday night and I was walking home from class. However, even though they were lovely and made me want to stay out in the slight cold forever writing deep poetry about the magicalness of my surroundings, the pretty blue sky and lights could not stop me from thinking about the agony I would have to face as soon as I got home. On my desk was all the homework I had to do for the weekend-French, Psychology, Calculus...I shuddered at the thought. I even continued shivering when I finally got to my desk ten minutes later and stared at the mound for forty-five minutes, comatose with tiredness and complete lack of desire to "get r dun" as my roommate had a habit of saying. "Well," she said, "If you aren't going to get r dun, then we should at least go out and have some fun." So we got dressed and hopped in her blue love bug and drove to a club. However, the place was a mousetrap, so we quickly had to leave and come home and I was back to facing my mound of homework that seemed to have multiplied in the hours I was gone.
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