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Library Night




when someone asks me are you a morning person or night person, i always think that i am barely a person.

because i am still trying to figure out very basics in this life: who am i and what do i want.

basically, i stay late very often. but it is not because i am more productive at night. it is because i am too lazy to go to bed at night.

today i won the challenge and stayed in the library whole night. i can't say that i fully studied. but i can say that i was more productive compared to staying at home. and i also ate a lot of junk food and a whole pizza. furthermore, i slept on chairs.

so definitely i am not gonna stay in library whole night again because it is not healthy in the first place. but at least this morning i saw that i am not a night person. so i have to stop pretending that i am an owl.

i am much more productive in the mornings. and i also figured out that i am still not comfortable with studying computer. i can understand more when i touch the paper. this is old fashion and i know at some point i have to get used to using the computer for my readings. but for now, it is just not my thing. maybe i still have time maybe i will not get used to it at all. who knows.

as life, the master is a journey too. probably in the whole master period, i will try to figure out the things about me and my life. but it is okay. i have so many times for this precious thing.

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  1. Dear Just My Imagination Lady,

    Why don't you use some punctuation? I don't know may be a comma? Or full stop? May be sometimes exclamation mark or question mark... They are free to use, you know....

    Sincerely,
    Bunny

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    1. dear bunny,

      i think it is my way of writing this blog. lets say its kinda sytle of me. i like to write freely without thinking grammar and spelling rules. maybe this is wrong. but it is just how i run this blog. thanks for your visiting and commenting on my blog!

      kind regards,
      fatıma

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