For some reason, I assumed that graduate school would be just like regular college. Only harder. Yes and no.
I don't know where this place is or where I was even supposed to be, but there I was, moving into grad school. Moving into the building I'd be living in, there were no elevators. Just stairs. Ok, that's fine, I can walk it. I get to my
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Last night I had a Torchwoodesque dream, but then after we caught the weird alien in the halls of the school, we opened it up for a book fair. Can't explain that one. 'cept I've been watching too much Torchwood and I like books.
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