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Tonight, I am pulling an all-nighter to finish a paper on Thailand for my sociology class. It's currently almost done, but I still need an outline for in-class presentation and an annotated bibliography.

Tomorrow, I will have to finish another paper, due on Thursday. Both of the aforementioned papers are in the eight page range. My will to live is still extant at the moment, but this may change. (Though at least I have three pages of the second paper pre-written.)

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And lo, I have poked myself in the eye with my own glasses. My day is now complete.

...Kill me.

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Have hit the overemotional/weird sensation stage of sleep deprivation. It's kind of like being stoned, only with less brain cells. Feet go into shoes. Still have a presentation coming up, in a double length class.