To attempt productivity, I am tucked away, facing cement wall in a squeaking desk for which I apologize profusely.
Hey yeah, don’t let them know we’re coming.
It is endlessly amusing and eternally frustrating that there are things I don’t know about myself.
Don’t laugh.
Example: I am a control freak; never knew that. (I am aware THAT’S SUCH A CONTROL FREAK THING TO SAY)
Goal: discover something new about myself. It seems futile to discover studying preferences a week and a half before graduation, but, hey, sometimes it’s fun to know something just to know it.
…. told you
Mary's One Hundred 