August 22nd, 2003
It took eight trips and two going away parties, but I am finally settled in the dorm. Classes start tomorrow.
My roommate is going to drive me crazy, I can already tell. This conversation literally happened:
"I don't know why they bother grading me, I'm just here for the boys. And really, I'm too cute to do anything like hard work."
"I think they grade you because this is supposed to be an institution of higher education instead of a box social."
"Ew, who would socialize in a box?? Don't they like, smell like hobos?"
I cannot be held responsible for any actions committed during a temporary loss of sanity resulting from prolonged exposure to stupid.
I've begun publishing unfinished entries as a way of allowing readers to preview the entries which are yet to come. Also, the dates don't mean anything as far as actual in-game chronology goes.
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