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May 19, 2010

An irritating feeling of unproductiveness: I trudge off to the library, where, strangely, I bump into both my boyfriend and my best friend. Seemingly, these people are more productive than me. I have to wear my smelly shoes because they are the only ones in the house, and I can smell them for the whole two hours, despite the extortionate amounts of deodorant I keep covering them with, and it is rather off-putting and a little embarrassing. Then the nice library lady walks past and asks us to kindly 'wipe the desks down before you leave with these antiseptic wipes'.