2 straight days of no classes.
at last, I could breathe. At last I was able to sleep without worrying that I need to go to school early in the morning. I, even for this day, consider myself free from academic responsibility. Who can blame me anyway? I was deprived of happiness for almost 3 months already. It's not that I don't consider schooling as a sorrow, but what am I trying to imply here is that I haven't been enjoying my time as a youth.
So now here I am, savoring the last 15 hours of freedom. Actually, approximately 4:00 this afternoon, I'll be studying-again-for our midterm exam in technical writing, but still it counts or it does