Convention Day 3. Once again, I woke up a little before my alarm (which NEVER happens, unless I’m nervous, and certainly never so many days in a row). I finished packing up my things. My small suitcase was filled with almost nothing but books (I ended up bringing home 29 books (not counting the 2…

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Convention Day 2. Once again, I woke up a little before my alarm. One of my roommates was going to shower in the morning and I said I was getting up at 8; she said that sounded good. By getting up earlier, I could slip into the shower and wash my hair (to let it…

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