Déjà-vu |
a mess of contradictions: single malt scotch with a sprig of mint |
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I’ve been out and about at labs, sections, and callbacks for a cappella groups since 9:30am until 10pm. I’m kind of seeing double as I attempt to memorize Chinese characters for tomorrow’s dictation. Maybe attempting to put 3 sections and a lab all on the same day was a bad choice. Tuesdays feel like going to the dentist five times in a row whilst being allergic to novocaine and unable to scream because they’ve removed your voicebox before hand. You are thus relegated to grunting emphatically in terror.
Thank god for brainbreak and Splenda with coffee.