The Other Half of a Part (In Only 111 Words)

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There it was the pile of shit that I had to deal with. I stared at the plethora of papers stacked on each other. They were perfectly stacked and organized by the color of post-its. I did not want to do this stupid work right now. I rolled my eyes. Yeah, sure. I walked away from the notes and slumped myself back into bed and stared at the ceiling. I'll just fail. I plugged my ears with earphones and started playing my music. It started out soft, then it got faster. At this point, I was off the bed and dancing around. My eyes were closed and  I was lip syncing. 


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