This whole college thing weirds me out. Not that it's bad, or that I dislike it, or anything like that. No, it's just that it weirds me out. When did I become an adult? (Adult? No. Like an overly mature, overly developed seven-year-old I want to go play in the snow. I want to go get dirty with actual dirt streaking my face, caking my hair in hard-
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