First Day!

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Just got home.

College is different. While waiting for my first dance class, I was surrounded by anorexic barbie dolls who were eyeing my thighs like they are either jealous or disgusted. I am not sure which. Or they could just be hungry. Girlfriends need a cheeseburger, stat.

Also? Note to self. Drive from now on, not unless you want to be late to every class. I'm looking at you, Mr. International Driver's license.

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Tell me about it. I'd almost missed Professor Erskine trying to cajole, woo, and bribe me into the Engineering program. Although telling him "for my summer vacation I redesigned the civic engineering system of an entire country. How's your tenure?" seems to have mollified him a bit.

NYU and ESU aren't that far apart, and if you guys need a faster ride...

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Only if I get to drive.

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Wait, did you mean drive my car? You don't own any shirts low-cut enough, dear.

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Who's to say I haven't already? Someone needed to keep the battery running, sweatpea.

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Wait, you drove my car? What else did you do while everyone thought I was dead, wear my underwear and use my toothbrush?

Next time I get stuck in a temporal anomaly, I'm taking my keys with me.

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I was trying to keep it in working order, doofus. Next time I'll just let the battery die.

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I do appreciate the sentiment, though. At least Scott didn't take it out. I'm not sure I have time to rebuild it a second time.

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All this talk of cars reminds me that I've got to see about learning to drive once my birthday is done with. Does Mr Summers still take Driver's Ed?