Good grades,
Social life,
Sleep.
Pick one.
Welcome to college
I am trying to do too much this semester. Class, work, clubs, friends, boyfriend, sleep... I'm pretty much a zombie right now, so I don't know why I'm writing except perhaps in some vain attempt to put off tomorrow for a little bit longer.
Alas, I fear the inevitable is already on my doorstep as I run my fingers over the keyboard. The new day sits outside the door, softly singing, "The moment's no more, it is time to meet the day."
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