It's a Saturday night, 11:06PM, the air con is broken. I can't sleep. It's hot, it's humid and the humming ceiling fan isn't helping. My face lit white by my display. Hopelessly sitting here, pondering my situation. Alone and depressed. Awaiting another long, lonesome week, in which even less effort will be put into school. Can't do or think of anything to remedy the situation.
I'm just sitting here, staring blankly into my display.
I'm just sitting here, staring blankly into my display.
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i was referring to the mood