It's been a wonderful few days off of school. I stayed home and got so, so, SO much homework done. I also had a little bit of fun with myself, and it felt nice knowing that I COULD, because I'm ahead of the homework game.
Allen and I binge-watched Drunk History, and have been saying a few priceless gems back and forth, like "Well. You're an asshole. Boom boom boom." I told him that I want to get him shitfaced drunk and make him talk about history (since he's a huge history buff). Probably because I don't have an original thought in my head.
Tomorrow is my long day at school. I have class from 8 am until 10 pm. I'm starting the day bright and early with a faux debate that promises to be utter horseshit. Thursday won't be so bad, but SHIT, I just remembered that I didn't read the chapter. Just the article. Mother fuck. Welp. That gives me something to do in between classes tomorrow, I guess. Apparently, I'm not as caught up as I thought I was.
I can tell you that, after some extremely solid research, drinking red wine out of the bottle at midnight is none of the following things: unclassy, pathetic, or indicative of bigger problems. It is, however, just delightful.
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