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Sleepy Student Sits Sorrowfully

The day feels like it’s dragging out a little longer each time I think it’s going to end. It just seems to be sluggishly inching at a snail’s pace, making class all the more unbearable. Mix that with the fact that I am seemingly caught in the middle of a pretentious opinion related crossfire, and you’ve got one sleep deprived young man who is less than enthusiastic to be here.

Even after the class had ended, I found myself forced to slum about in the campus library. Ironically, it was noisy as anything as all of the loud mouthed, pop culture wearing I.T kids were about and boasting to the others about their gaming set ups or Razor mechanical keyboards. Include the gleeful skater kids and the trade students bludging about solely because of the air conditioning and I’d say that’s a triple threat.

Of course, in reality, I probably wouldn’t mind in the slightest. It’s only when I’ve had less than my usual  6 hours of sleep that I seem to find a fault in anything and everything. An irritable wretch who sits there, stubble and all, while his classmates make jokes about his baggy eyes or his droopy headedness at his expense.

I am really going to have to sort out my sleeping pattern.

"Well, that's enough life for one day."
“Well, that’s enough life for one day.”


"And so, let my heart be hardened." This blog was all but abandoned, gathering digital cobwebs and whatnot, before I checked back in after the pitter-pattering of cyberrain. Or were they emails? Let this place be a beacon for my mind during my few sleepless nights.

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