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Can’t you see it’s we who own the night


We hold on to things sometimes for the comfort of memories.


Work is piling up so quickly I'm getting scared. Being scared makes me tired. Feeling tired makes me lazy. Lazy mich has decided that today's homework agenda is:

Install C++ reference
Install compiler devcpp
well at least I got that done. 

Time to do some reading. Not reading of lecture notes unfortunately, my brain is not wired up to read in advance / read to consolidate knowledge yet. Reading for leisure, reading to feed my soul. The Book Thief. To escape into another world. 
Bye, see you folks. 

Save my lazy soul. 

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