Somehow I made it to 1011 posts

And I didn't even notice. Funny how that works. I think I've been blogging for two or three years now... Not sure. School distracts me so much. I guess it has to, since I have two majors and a 3.6 GPA.

BUT IT'S MY SENIOR YEAR. 

*takes deep breath and drinks more coffee*

Here. Have another exceprt.

 

From Chapter 2:

As I walked out of the women’s locker room, I practically walked into a short boy with black hair and thick glasses. He had a pimple right between his eyebrows.

“Oh. Crap. Am I walking into the wrong room?”

“Yeah.”

“Crap. Oh my gosh. I’m so glad I walked into you. I mean, I’m sorry I walked into you, but I’m glad I didn’t make it all the way in.”

“Yeah. The boys room is over there.”

“Okey-dokey. Thanks!”

I shook my head is amazement as he walked away. But then he stopped, turned around, and walked back. “Actually,” he said, “I have a question.”

“Shoot.”

“Uh… is it too late to drop a class?”

“Yeah.”

“Darn it. Oh, another question: yesterday some guy tackled me and asked me for my kill card. What was he talking about?”

“Are you a Freshman?”

He nodded.

“Great. Come with me.”

 

That's all for now. DFTBA.

Also: I'm crocheting a Swablu.

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