Five weeks of class, one week of Orientation, and I still feel like I'm on a protracted hotel stay (like D.C.) but with more possessions. Not to mention drunk people.
Ehhhhh...funky. I'm sure someone could psychoanalyze this as my fear of the concept of really being away from home and in college with TAs who are in grad school and even married.... Yah. Well. Mleh.
Signed,
Mine Truly
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