WARNING: GOING CRAZIER

Jane didn't feel tired, really. Not that it would be easy doing so, given that music was blasting into her hearing-impaired ears. She removed the earphones in a rather delayed bid to save her hearing, and fatigue crawled in like someone you shared your bed with, slowly crawling in, not wanting to disturb whoever it was that was already asleep though they knew that it was rather useless to try because you'd wake the other party up anyway. She cursed a fair bit and jacked the volume up, wishing for the 3589704th time that her bed was back in her currently bedless bedroom.

Jane couldn't tolerate sleeping beside many people. There were exceptions, though. Jane reckoned that anything the teachers said had a pattern would undeniably possess the evil "E" word-exceptions. Anything but nitrates in the solubility table, that is. Even sulphates had exceptions. But nitrates were always soluble.

Jane felt like her mind was being split into:
1) Cosplaying
2) Studying (however little of that she did)
3) Doing literature homework (and utterly failing to come up with respectable, hand-up-able PBQs that would at least let the teachers know that she'd been absent but had done her work)
4) Solving the very hilarious mess that had resulted out of a joke. It was funny, really, how some people were so NARROW.
5) Trying to remember how to play the violin in time for the performance night. She'd forgotten in the music room FOR REAL and nearly freaked out due to the fact that almost the entire choir was in the room, half of that amount was getting a free show they should've paid for, the useless new TA knew less than her about robotics programming and 3 people were waiting for her to go to the college for tryouts, and at any given moment, if she just moved her wildly swinging bow around, she would've gouged Christine Seah's eye out in one fell swoop since she was being stupid and standing right in the line of fire AND poking Jane's face.
5) Trying to remember what little she'd garnered of programming knowledge in 48 hours and applying it in time for a robotics challenge at the college.

...segments. Maybe more.

oh my god, it's happening, she thought. I'm going to turn into a normal SQUARE like Rae and Kyrielle will kill me.

Einstein commented something about how curiosity could come out of education untouched.

Jane wondered about that too.

Jane suddenly sang the "Le Poisson" song. In a Bon Jovi voice.

-HERE PIECES LIE STILL-
She said that
City life
was the most frustrating
Part about living
Here.

She longed for t
he brok
enw aves that sc
attere d
onto the shore
like Glass broken
into a million
Pieces.

The dead will
never
come back, she told
Herself.
Lie.

Still she
longed for that day.
Unencumbered by hustle-everything
Still.