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Really. I really just can't be fucked this final term. I've just about given up anyway. Presenting thyself has becometh such a taskith! With no fruits of labor why bother. Like harvesting fruitless trees for fruit. Talking to a brick wall. Dancing with a manikin. Kicking an oversized rock only to see it not budge.

sometimes wish there was a button on this display screen labeled "rage quit" at least i can press it and just fall to the ground.