I had car trouble and didn't go to class yesterday. These are the times when being a friendless misanthrope has its disadvantages. There are ninety people in my class, and not a soul whom I'd feel comfortable asking for notes.
I didn't really notice until now how much school plays to my introversion. That must be why I like it so much. If you go to class and keep up with the reading, you can do just fine without ever saying three words to anyone. I talk more to this blog than I do to the people I spend all day with. Dear Diary, How embarrassing.
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