I'm starving to death.

There is absolutely no food in this entire building. How am I supposed to play the bass drum on an empty stomach? I mean really. The bookstore claims to sell food, but the bookstore is never open. I don't understand. My stomach is eating itself and the old guy next to me has been talking about his cello for the last 45 minutes. Feed me.

You're probably thinking, "Shawn, you've got 30 minutes until class, why don't you go get food somewhere?" Because. There is nowhere to get food within 6 blocks of this place. And now you're thinking, "Oh, okay, well why didn't you eat this morning?" And that's none of your business. Nosey.