So I'm sitting here, right? It's 1:30 in the morning. If I had stayed up this late for an exam in high school I would have started crying fifteen minutes ago.
Instead, my roommate has decided to sing Britney Spears' "Circus" at the top of her lungs. I have decided to draw on my face with marker. We both won't go to bed until 5:00.
But these things I don't mind. There will come a time during the night when our little eyelids will start to droop and the last paragraph of a textbook will be read without a single thought being registered. We'll wake up tomorrow morning, take our tests, come back and sleep well into the night. Our lives have morphed into some freak combination of total contentment, cat naps, summery mountain air, and long drives to nowhere.
I could ask for nothing more.
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