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I’m supposed to be writing a final paper due tomorrow at 2pm.
I’d even come home because I know it’s the one place I can go and knock out an essay in a matter of hours. I was so ready to go, only to find that my laptop is fucked, again. So, I’m at my best friend’s house instead.
I’m glad she’s home, because I have no idea what the fuck I would have done if she hadn’t been. I probably would have had to use the shitty house computer that’s years old and in a terrible condition. So, I should be writing my paper now.
But, there’s one problem. She has a MacBook Pro.
I can navigate it alright, but it’s nothing like typing a paper on my hp, with it’s large, dull screen and tightly cramped keys. It’s just what I’m used to, and this isn’t. I guess I could consider this a tping exercise, even though it took me a while to get this little bit out.
Oh, and I have to make it to one of her shows. In the three years we’ve been in school, I’ve visited her once and that was earlier this fall. I want to see her perform live. She’s so talented, she moves like a little fairy across a pond. I want to see that on a stage. I have to.
Maybe I can surprise her at one of her shows. Guess I’ll figure something out from her boyfriend for the spring.
Okay, I’m off to write my paper. Wish me luck!
