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And now it’s time for another exciting hour and half wait between my classes as I sit in a secluded corner of the library on the fourth floor, allowing me too much time to think and contemplate my life. I blame my outdated laptop and its inability to keep me distracted with Netflix. There was only 15 minutes left of that movie! Let me finish it [buffering], damn you!

So here I am. Yep. In the library. It smells of books. Heavily. I’d never been in here before [buffering] last week when I was forced to come here and take a test.  Now, this shall be my Tuesday dwelling. An hour and a half. Still [buffering] ticking by. Still here.

Welp, I guess I could talk about yesterday? Is that interesting? Yesterday was International [buffering] Talk Like a Pirate day, and I celebrated in the only way I know how: by dressing subtly like a pirate. It wasn’t so subtle that my Arrrabic classmates didn’t [buffering] notice.

     “Why are you dressed like a pirate?”

     “Yarr! Do ye not know what day i'tis, ya slimy sea-dog?”

They think I’m [buffering] strange. I can hardly blame them.

And now I’ve managed to waste enough time, thinking, writing and otherwise doing nothing and I must be off to class. Hopefully I can [buffering] ...