It’s About That Time

Walking around campus with sth yesterday was an odd experience; despite the fact that I’m something like a junior, this is actually only my second fall semester. We passed my old dorm and saw some freshmen moving in, making me wonder if I looked that young my first year. I suppose I did. Spencer found the bookstore alarming, or at least the people in it - particularly the girl who suggested her roommates buy deodorant for her birthday. Luckily, we weren’t there long. I managed to escape after possibly the smoothest textbook-buying experience yet - everything was in stock and actually where it was supposed to be. Amazing.

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