One more quarter and then I'm done with school.

Late at night is where I find I am able to think the best. Sadly, I must keep a schedule with the rest of the morning people. Damn you morning people!

In the middle of the night, I get my best work done. It can be disheartening to be under a deadline and alone with my thoughts and no sound but the distant train rumble and the grinding of my eletric-mechanical clock. Most of the time, I'd never notice the sound of our ancient 1997 HP 6p Laser printer burning ink onto my latest homework assignment, but in the middle of the night it's like a reassuring voice coming from the other room. And although I'd never admit it by the light of day, it feels good to be under a deadline and alone with my thoughts and no sound but the distant train rumble and the grinding of my eletric-mechanical clock. And my ancient printer. (Which prints beautifully, btw.)