Day in/Day out

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By Anna Lorena

Why does my class seem to get progressively more out of my grasp? I seem to be just hanging on and going through the motions. All I must do takes up time in which I would rather do what I want. This creates a problem of sanity falling slowly away from me; My creative brain fighting the logic that says 'stay on task'. War: Krieg- struggle: Kampf The inner fight of whether to be good and study or me and play- It goes on again, day in and day out with no pause.

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