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Yesterday . . . today's Monday! I actually managed to get myself to do my homework early. I didn't procrastinate . . . that much.
One fourth of my "college life" is gone. Three years left to go. I am so, so full of regrets. Oh, dear readers, where art thou? Wherefore art thou fickle? Why are your hearts so easily swayed? so easily forgetting? so lacking of constancy?
. . . I with all my strength did try
To turn my heart to stone, my eyes away
From beauty yours, though to myself I lie,
I knew I'd come again to you each day . . .
---Written by Yours Truly
One fourth of my "college life" is gone. Three years left to go. I am so, so full of regrets. Oh, dear readers, where art thou? Wherefore art thou fickle? Why are your hearts so easily swayed? so easily forgetting? so lacking of constancy?
. . . I with all my strength did try
To turn my heart to stone, my eyes away
From beauty yours, though to myself I lie,
I knew I'd come again to you each day . . .
---Written by Yours Truly
