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Free, I want to be free! Frolicking in the summer sun, melting with cones of fruity and chocolately ice cream, I want to be free!

idealism sucks

Ah, the Romantic ideal of artistic creation out of nothing. I guess I'm just not creative. 'Cuz nothing is just pouring forth from me like music.

countdown

OK, I am giving myself just one more hour to do this paper thing. Then I'm turning it in. And I will be a much happier duck.

hmm...

I need some sort of celebratory music! (Or a celebratory cookie?)