I'm in the kitchen trying to write my essay.
People keep coming in to get tea. Or 'study'.
It's 2.14 AM. For crying out loud, I really wish you would all go to bed so that I can write in peace. THE KITCHEN IS MY STUDY PLACE!! ACK!
There will be a day, someday in my life, when I do not have an inordinate number of essays dues in an impossibly short amount of time.
I hope that college will be over soon.
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I know how you feel. Some day I will start on my thesis.
I love you.
Dad.
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