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Syrope
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are hard. not as hard as thursdays, but thursdays always bring the promise of friday. i dread today. tuesday the 10th. i haven't slept more than 4 hours a night in the past three days. i have to go stand in line for tickets at 5, then solid classes from 1-5:30, a scholars thing at 6...all before a test on wednesday and an early morning presentation, a paper due, and a test on thursday. i'm not ready. if i were going to kill myself this week, i would do it wednesday. i thought about it tonight, but i couldn't make myself push down hard enough on the blade. maybe wednesday.
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