Comfort Food

International Relations is a truly awful class that I don't really even need for my major. The one good thing that comes from studying for the exam I have tomorrow is that I indulge in all types of yummy, fattening food and don't feel bad about it because I'm too consumed thinking about my dumb test. At least I'll be well fed tomorrow... even if I won't have much sleep.

Oh, college.

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