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The realization that I'm going back to Bennington this Sunday hits me at the most random moments. And then, I wind up feeling like I'm going to puke out of sheer nerves. The house looks like a war zone, but I haven't started packing my books or DVDs yet. If I do that, it means this is really happening.

I go meeble now.

...Well, actually I go to see Stardust with mirrored_echo. Much better than meebling, and best of all, it has nothing to do with school.

ETA: Or not. The movie theater seems to have changed its showtimes overnight. Cheeky bastards.