I hate school and I can't wait to get out. The showers are wicked cold here, I'm always wicked tired because of my crazy schedule, I miss my bed, I miss my own room, I miss the windless Wellesley, I miss Brighams, and I miss my family. I feel like it's freshmen year when I first moved in. I think that senioritis is finally kicking in. I want to get
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