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Wednesday, April 2, 2008
The Cooked Pizza was not for me
Today was a sad day for me. All they served was pizza, and I had to eat it. There was nothing else to eat. But the pizza was not that bad. I ate it like it was nothing. I just took off the cheese and threw away the bread. But then after I got my lunch they came out with fish and some red stuff. I wished that I could get another ticket and eat again.
Franklin is a student in 808 and a lover of food. The opinions he expresses in this blog are his own and in no way reflect the official culinary opinions of the school, its staff, or its students.