(a poem)
There once was a mis'rable grad student
who always tried to be prudent
but when friends knocked on the door
or called him a boor
He’d drop his books though he shouldn’t
After quitting my wildly successful dream job to finally finish my master's thesis, I have greatly suffered. Now I am unemployed, err a full-time student, with nothing to keep me from studying except myself. This blog is yet another form of procrastination.
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