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Sam? Jamie? Someone? Can I camp out in your room tonight? Someone happened to my bed. And to the wall. And, well, to the rest of my dorm too.

I'm going to go hide all my stuff in the library now.

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[x-synch.livejournal.com]

A war? As in a guns and bullets war? Great.

Maybe that's why Bobby was kind of mean when he was on the welcome wagon. I should try talking to him or something, let him know I'm not really mad. I just wish people would ask me before they destroy my bed.

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More like a guns and trank darts war, if I'm reading this right--it gets kind of disjointed for a while, and probably the juicy bits are in the teachers-only stuff. I've started composing a list of things not to tell the parents in letters home.

Yeah, probably a good idea to talk to him. Hammer out a schedule for when one can and cannot trash the other guy's stuff, or something. :)

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I've been reading some of the older journal entries. You weren't kidding about the don't-tell-parents stuff. Mom and Dad would drive out here and haul me back to St. Louis.

I'll try to talk to him, but he's probably going to turn me into a strobe light popsicle or something.

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Yeah, mine would be on the next flight out here. They sent me here because of the headaches. How's that for cosmic irony?

Maybe he'll be in better shape to talk tomorrow?