In the middle of a momentary loss of consciousness – of the fact that final exams are starting in two days and that I should do something about the resolution I made to make an honest effort to study this time around – I figured that unless I fail a unit (which is not an insignificant possibility) I would have submitted the very last assignment out of all those that plagued me in this miserable undergrad life.
It is also in such flashes of unconscious, mindless contemplation that I actually wonder what the heck I am complaining about being an undergrad after all.
The point is… why is “being mindless and unconscious” and “being sensible”, fall on opposite sides of this subliminal scale of thought?
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