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it really stinks sitting in those little desks. you know what i miss about high school? the huge wooden desks with the carved lines in them. i could spend a whole period tracing in the lines with my pen. i never got in trouble for that. kids would have to stay after school to wash off the desks, but i couldn't help doing it. it just was so satisfying to fill in those little canals with ink and see what patterns and words came out of it. you could fill in whatever sections you wanted and create your own words. use different colors. i never actually did the carving myself; i never had anything sharp like a pocket knife. i never saw kids doing that, either. how strange...
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on some thing we had to fill out for our ra (which i never handed in) under "biggest challenge or adjustment so far" i put "the tiny disgusting showers." its changed tho. last week i took a shower, dried off, was getting dressed, and was thinking about how well, i don't really want to wear that shirt, i'll wear another one. then i remembered i wasn't right by my room, like i can't comfortably walk around in a towel or anything. then i was just like "heh." cause i had forgotten where i was, that it was just a shower in a public bathroom. didn't spend the shower worrying about my ass touching the gringy wall or keeping my clean toes in my sandals so i don't get warts. heh. its kinda nice.