|Current mood:|| exhausted|
I can't believe my mom's making a fuss over my tuition fees.
Just went running... Oh my god... I can barely type this... Feels like my lungs are going to collapse... It must be about a hundred degrees outside... And I'll be studying with the guys later... I think I'll die of breathlessness before I can leave the house. What shall I study later...
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