its 2am in the morning and my group is rushing the wr.
everything is so wrong, but it feels so right. i mean, everything could have been worse right.
"cause i'm doing just find, i'm always landing on my feet/ in the nick of time and by the skin of my teeth"
cause someone's watching over me, so i don't have to worry.
4:58 AM
3 hours and 58 minutes later. we are still frantically editing the WR.
it has been a long night.
Thank God for my groupmates for doing this with me. i guess i'm a lucky guy after all.
the end is near. for now.
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