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Tap-tap, goes my pencil, it is anal as it continues its determined tune. Tap-tap-tap. My head lifts, slowly, dreamily and ready. It is heavy and it looks at the paper that haunts my existence. Tap-tap-tap. I am tired and the tapping continues, my ideas are idle in this steady progression of procrastination is setting in. Tap-tap-tap. The screen will close; my mortal mind will be consumed. Tap-tap-tap. I am gone; it has won the ever engrossing battle. All hope of essay writing lost. I am lost. It is Robot Unicorn Attack.



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queentabbiecat99 said...
Apr. 28, 2011 at 10:09 am
XD like it sounds like something i would think. my brain goes blank all the...
 
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