It's fifteen minutes after midnight.
I have a Chinese essay, still undone. I have another book to finish by next week, also in Chinese, and thus which I'm dreading. Fast, easy online dictionary or no, I think I prefer English.
And so I lurk, switching between Facebook, Gaia, fanfiction.net and Shelfari, glancing at the clock (luminous!) every minute or so and saying, "Right. I think I should start that essay now."
It's still in my school bag.
I should probably sleep soon. And I still don't know what that rock-four-legged creature is. Go figure.
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For now, just getting a feel of how this works, and the irrational thoughts that flow through my mind.
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