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If you give a mouse a cookie, it’ll ask you for milk. If you give me directions to the nearest Barnes & Noble, I’ll ask you for an unlimited credit card and endless hours to aimlessly meander around my home away from home.
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If you give a mouse a cookie, it’ll ask you for milk. If you give me directions to the nearest Barnes & Noble, I’ll ask you for an unlimited credit card and endless hours to aimlessly meander around my home away from home.
Ten weeks into college and I already have a reputation. Who am I, you may ask? Why, I’m that girl — the one who’s always parked at a picnic table outside O’Hill studying, socializing or just sitting.
6:15 — that’s when my bus was supposed to leave D.C.’s DuPont Circle en route to New York. Yet, here it was, 6:15, and I was hurriedly scampering up what must have been the longest Metro escalator in the entire District, thinking it was already too late.
Sunny, Saturday, screened porch.