Head downstairs around 8am as I have the strangest craving for chocolate milk. No idea why. Score some newspapers on the way back to the room and never leave again all day.
I really, really need to get home and see my friends. This tour sucks. Two of the only three people I liked out here have left the tour, and I don't really hang out with Danny (my bus driver) all that much. I also need some hang time with my house...
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