These days are a repetition of the next. I wake, head to the library, and study till the night. But somehow it feels nice – a familiar kind of routine. The kind that’s stable and still surprising and fresh each day. The content is dreary but the company is good. :-)
In less than a week’s time the semester would be up. Much as i want for the holidays to be here so i can start doing all the shit i wanna do, i’m also slightly loathe to give up this structure i have everyday. I know exactly what i’m gonna do, and there’s something to procrastinate and be distracted from.
There really isn’t much i can’t find enjoyment from in life~
Q 
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