This feels like celebrating Mardi Gras in Israel, it’s the day before the last day of Carleton, which means that
1. the list of things to do gets longer and more urgent with each minute that I spend doing otherwise
2. I’m not actually done with homework
3. aw but come on, not really.. I mean, I could write that essay in an hour
4. Maybe 2 hours
5. Nothing is impossible!
(only quantum mechanically improbable)