The thoughts about a killing necessity to start my term paper writing brought me nothing but discomfort. I wanted to take a bottle of Cola, take a comfortable place in front of my computer, and sink into the newest Disney cartoon. But my dream was not destined to be realized. I had to forget about any amusements, say goodbye to such a childish dream, and work at my paper until it was ready. I screwed up my face and started working.

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