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[bedlamsbard]

Oh, lovely. Two panic attacks later -- whereinn my roommate had the grace not to comment on the fact I was crying into a lot of Kleenex (there's a reason I bought a fourpack of the box) -- I've now realized that I don't have to worry about gaining the freshman fifteen because I hate going to Bruff Commons -- the cafeteria -- on my own, especially since it's a fairly long walk from my dorm. Must get food to keep in my room, especially now that I have a working fridge. At least I have tea now. *inhales* Even if microwaved boiled water tastes like crap, although that might just be because I steeped it too long. Oh, God, I don't want to be here. Should have gone to Central and lived at home.

Okay. Class. Class number one.

*shallow breaths*

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[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

I'm just really good at panicking. (Meanwhile, everyone else is really good at going out, because this is, after all, New Orleans.)

Thank you.