It's official. Camrose is eating my soul. I am no fun anymore. All I do is work and worry. I don't remember the last time I had an honestly crazy adventure. Mostly it's just: haven't eaten in about a day, have no time to sleep, there's something due tomorrow, miss class to work, aaaaaand now it's rehearsal (where most of the time, it's like I'm
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