A story I've always held on to is a story from a guy that graduated a few years ahead of me, in which he was in his room studying into the night for a big test when his friends came in and invited him to go out for milkshakes with them. He said no because he had too much work to do, and in response, they threw his textbook out the window so that he had to go with them to get milkshakes. The point of the story: sometimes it's okay to take a break.
Tonight I played hide-and-go seek in the dark in the university president's house (we weren't trespassing, don't worry). It was a great milkshake.
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