The sun casually drifts over a slow moving spring morning. Summer hangs in the air, reeling with anticipation, and I stare blankly at a computer screen, waiting for a moment of contact with the outside world. I'm pretending to do work, looking out the window for the 5th time in the past minute. And I'm gripped with this quasi-claustrophobia. I need
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Are you still doing essays this week?? Dya reckon you will be in at uni at all? I have to go in to research my film essay, but I'm scared of the exam period likely to be friendless Reid with no one to distract me over coffee. If ya will be let me know (but my phone is broken, hmmm I'll come on msn sometime).
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