Old habits die hard. I am so dead for the next 30 hours.. 14 hours of writing my compensation thing for not going on a trip with the rest of art class. had a week to do it but.. You know. *points to title and first sentence* Now I’ve got barely 4,5 hours of sleep before I have to get up again. And I don’t think I’ll care enough if I don’t get my drawing tablet in the mail. Cause I’ll be dead. And dead people don’t care. About anything. Sounds perfect!