The smell of the bloating carcasses of thousands of drowned worms littering the pavement assaulted me as I walked across the quad today. It was terrible, I couldn't walk without stepping on at least three. Poor little things. But they smelled so gross. And the swimming pool/pond/lake was back in that one corner of the quad. Yay, now I know it
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I'm gonna take the Water coloring class, and the English class on British Literature and Film Adaptations. Hof told me the travel writing class is hard and that I shouldn't take it, and the only class I have left in my core is actually my fine arts. So I'm just taking the English class for fun. My 3rd choice was the history of the English reformation class, which also sounded kind of cool.
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