11.27.2007 - 7:16 a.m.

Dear Diary,

There are still days when I don't do well at all, aren't there.

Procrastination and guilt and more procrastination, and then it stops feeling guilty, just nothing at all until everything gathers in nausea on the last day.

Once it is late, every day is the last day. Grading and papers and all that work.

Withdrawing from my class today, I'm pretty sure. Will I ever be a real grownup?

(answer: no.)

-stonebridge

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