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My Freshman Year: Day 95

Days as a Freshman: 95
Mood: Stuffed
“So…” I clicked the old flashlight onto a brighter option and pulled my hat farther down onto my face. “How was Thanksgiving at your aunt’s?”
Even though I had secretly wished he had forgotten, Daniel B. had arrived at my house a few minutes after 7 on Thanksgiving night, a giant […]

My Freshman Year: Day 92

Days as a Freshman: 92
Mood: Happy to be home
“Hey!”
I waved at a group of kids standing around a small red Toyota, feeling a pang of anxiety as the car continued to stay small, no matter how close I came to it. This was going to be a tight fit.
“Hey! She makes it at […]

My Freshman Year: Day 90

Days as a Freshman: 90
Mood: Guilty
“Do you have any gum?”
Stacey shifted in the brown leather chair, straightening her blazer. She had dressed for the occasion, opting to go for “mature and classical” instead of her usual “fake and preppy”.
I was sporting my standard jeans and long sleeved shirt look, being under the impression that […]

My Freshman Year: Day 89

Days as a Freshman: 88
Mood: Not good
“How long did you stay?” Rebecca threw a pair of socks into her suitcase and looked up from her underwear drawer. “Did you listen to their entire conversation?”
“I had to! I didn’t want Public Safety to know I was sitting there!” Standing by Stacey’s mirror, […]

My Freshman Year: Day 87

Days as a Freshman: 87
Mood: Kinda freaked
“So, should we start?”
As much as I could have stared back and forth from Sasha’s eyes to his friend’s bare chest forever, I didn’t want to spend my entire Saturday at the Soccer House. Eventually, the rest of the guys were going to wake up, and I wanted […]

My Freshman Year: Day 83

Days as a Freshman: 83
Mood: Totally unable to concentrate
The November wind pushed itself under my scarf, biting at the skin on my neck. I pulled my jacket collar up as high as it would go, wishing I had worn a heavier sweater.
Coming from Maine, you’d think I’d be better prepared each time winter touched […]

My Freshman Year: Day 79

Days as a Freshman: 79
Mood: Headachy
“Oooohkay. I just did something stupid.”
Sliding onto the bench next to Naima and across from Crystal, I put my steaming mug of hot chocolate down before it burned my skin.
“I just did something really stupid.”
“What?” Taking her pen out of her mouth, Naima looked over at me, squinting […]

My Freshman Year: Day 76

Days as a Freshman: 76
Mood: Amused
Daniel B sat down at the table across from me, setting a giant coffee cup in front of him and dropping some heavy books on the table.
“So, what page are those problems on that you wanted to take a look at?”
Just like Daniel, wasting no time getting down to business. […]

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