i spent my friday night working on my fyp till 3 in the morning. and its not even due anytime soon. i must be crazy. for some weird reason i love that feeling. that feeling of numbness from staring at the computer for hours. that feeling of know that you have got something done. that feeling of knowing that its worth not sleeping over it. and am actually looking forward to more of such nights. nights of fatigue. nights of satisfaction. desmond scribbled at 3:33 PM. | |
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