Oh, haven't exactly had the best night. To be quite honest (Which I haven't always been. Oh, my sins of omission!).
I think I need a minder. A governess! Or a chastity belt. Or to enter a convent. Or to develop some principles. Or some heavies to follow me around. A bodyguard! I think this is an excellent idea.
Oh well, parents show up soon, all shall be fine. And before you know it I'll be back in the bosom of Bryn Mawr, loveliest, tamest, nerdiest place on the planet.
2003-04-10, behaving like a behive
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