Argghh, this fellowship essay is hard. I can't believe I have to sum up my life goals and tell Mount Holyoke why they should give ME money in one page. That is ass.
Also, it's fucking cold in my apartment. What gives? It's a balmy 21 degrees outside.
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Oh yeah, sister. I'm sitting here writing a late paper for Skills and Dynamics, listening to the Garden State soundtrack, and wearing a down vest, scarf, and fleece hat. It's freakin' pathetic.
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