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I've done it. I've reached the "f*** it" point of the school year.

This, I have found in the past few hours, is a pretty common occurrence on a college campus. So basically, it all started when I came back from spring break and I was immediately depressed by all of the work I have to do. It's kind of like waking up on a day where there was supposed to be snow, but there isn't, and now you've stayed up all night and had fun only to have to go to school the next day and bullshit all the homework you didn't do. It's kind of like that. Because, after all, spring break is like the Christmas of the semester. But it's different in that you blink and then it's over. That's literally what happened to me this break. I blinked. Then I came back. No fun.

So anyway, I came back, and ever since, I've been in montage mode. Like, the mode where you're like, "yeah, gonna get shit done!" and you just listen to really inspirational music, like the "Be a Man" song from Mulan, and "Eye of the Tiger." You imagine yourself running up stairs made of homework and tests and getting to the top and just punching the whole thing to hell. Yup, that's me. Except that for every five minutes I spend doing homework, I spend another ten minutes just sitting at my desk being frustrated about all of the homework I have to do. Like now.

Earlier, since I did a whole four problems of my homework, I decided to go out and practice and get food, since all I could think about was how hungry I was. Apparently everyone else and their mother decided that getting food at 9:30 pm in sweats on a Tuesday night was a great idea. Which was great, because there was no way I was gonna feel embarrassed at this one, but at the same time, I'm left wondering what Towson has put in the water...