09-02-2017, 05:50 AM
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Leo has long since resigned himself to the fact that he would not be alive today without copious amounts of caffeine and one too many suspicious trips to the corner store to pick up Ibuprofen just so he can fall asleep for two days straight after a week of only taking 20 minute power naps. That being said, he knows that there's definitely a better way to do this. Planners, maybe, and proper time management, and maybe writing down which assignments are due when do he's not woken up by his deadline alarm five hours before his final assessment is due. All that well and good but it does not help him now, what will help him now is the Red Bull, the one that's slowly but surely exiting the can and finding it's home on the aforementioned nasty, nasty floor.
[color=#ff9b43]"NoooOOOOooO!" That one shout might have awoken half the dorm but at this moment Leo doesn't care because as he watches the can roll around (and out of the corner of his eye take note of Miyu doing much the same) he can see his grades and uni career and rest of his life go careening away into the sunset. He flops down dramatically, somehow managing to land on one of the many caffeine pills he'd neglected to pick up before in order to battle Miyu for the Red Bull.
This is it. The rest of his life, ruined. His parents, disappointed. Him, booted out of uni.
Lying there on the ground, Leo decides that he has enough money from doing odd jobs to survive a month and a half outside of school and without his parents' help. He can find a job in a garage somewhere, change his name, dye his hair a different color, maybe find a new identity. Never again can he be Leo and carry the shame of this one failing grade on his shoulders.
Maybe he should've just emailed his professor and asked for an extension.
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[align=center][div style="background=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 250px; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 125%; text-align:justify;"]Leo has long since resigned himself to the fact that he would not be alive today without copious amounts of caffeine and one too many suspicious trips to the corner store to pick up Ibuprofen just so he can fall asleep for two days straight after a week of only taking 20 minute power naps. That being said, he knows that there's definitely a better way to do this. Planners, maybe, and proper time management, and maybe writing down which assignments are due when do he's not woken up by his deadline alarm five hours before his final assessment is due. All that well and good but it does not help him now, what will help him now is the Red Bull, the one that's slowly but surely exiting the can and finding it's home on the aforementioned nasty, nasty floor.
[color=#ff9b43]"NoooOOOOooO!" That one shout might have awoken half the dorm but at this moment Leo doesn't care because as he watches the can roll around (and out of the corner of his eye take note of Miyu doing much the same) he can see his grades and uni career and rest of his life go careening away into the sunset. He flops down dramatically, somehow managing to land on one of the many caffeine pills he'd neglected to pick up before in order to battle Miyu for the Red Bull.
This is it. The rest of his life, ruined. His parents, disappointed. Him, booted out of uni.
Lying there on the ground, Leo decides that he has enough money from doing odd jobs to survive a month and a half outside of school and without his parents' help. He can find a job in a garage somewhere, change his name, dye his hair a different color, maybe find a new identity. Never again can he be Leo and carry the shame of this one failing grade on his shoulders.
Maybe he should've just emailed his professor and asked for an extension.