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Battered and abused: I survived the first day of class, if barely. Today was the only day of French that was in English. From here on out it's muddle muddle muddle. It took me half an hour to find my next class, and I had to ask several people for directions. They probably thought I was a freshman. Fabulous. Then, I had to sit on the floor. I thought my bum was going to fall off it hurt so bad. I'll probably have to sit on the floor everyday, because the class I have right before it is not exactly next door. Happiness. On the bright side, the lecture was pretty well fascinating.

I have learned my lesson re: taking wild animals out of the natural habitat. I am taking Harry and Ginny home tonight to re-release them back into the pond. Hopefully they survive the drive in their weakened state.

Contact: Rachel Richardson


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