millhouse has officially died. Study has already got the better of him in the paranoia which was inevitably due to follow the start of the new semester. Plus the announcement of test dates, the first of which is only a little over 2 weeks away. The announcement of tests already was probably the final killing blow. He should really currently be working on something constructive, such as tidying up the mess which somewhat resembles the beginnings of his stats assignment. Or completing applications in the hopes of adding to his level of work experience. Or, well, cleaning his room, because the spiders are angry. Hmm.
Also, he is writing in the third person for reasons unknown even to him. And no, he is not under the influence of any illicit substances because he would much rather watch popcorn cooking.
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