It's almost four in the fucking morning and I haven't slept a wink. Tomorrow is my first photography class--at eight am. This is so like me.
I can't help it really. It's all Harry Potter's fault. That damn goblet game, you know?
I tried to sleep, but I just laid there thinking about the game. So what did I do? I got up and played some more.
At least
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