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March 2, 2011
You see, the lunch queue represents everything that I find so bloody stressful in school. There is nothing to distract me, and I am stuck there for up to half an hour if I want my food, which, by the way, I am usually desperate for, as I am starving. Meanwhile, I am often next to some little known acquaintance who either tries to start a conversation with me (which I invariably fuck up) or their expectant silence burns into me until I end up starting a conversation myself (which I invariably fuck up).