It's raining outside. Still. And apparently our drainage system is called grass. There's flooding everywhere and my Keds that mischa Barton wore in one of the Keds ads for Teen Vogue are soaked. And my feet are cold.
And I'm hungry because it's raining and too wet to venture out into the long journey to the plaza. Why is my dorm the farthest away from everything--like classes and food? Maybe its a blessing in disguise. Like that I burn half the calories I'm going to consume for dinner, just by walking...across campus. Next year, I'm choosing my living space by the dorm's proximity to the commons/plaza.
Smart? I think so.
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