One could say that it sucked. If you’re only looking at the hours of sleep I got. And the unconventional meal times. The blurry readings every night and the hours spent combing through outlines. The missed nights out with my roommates. Multitasking with the TV on. 6 am alarms and 1 am bedtimes. But then again, oh how wonderful it was. I was so into my work that I forgot about bedtime—having the privilege of being busy. Still going out every Thu…
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