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I keep thinking that I'm seeing people from Kamiak. And they aren't even people I ever really talked to. Yesterday I thought I saw Channing and Matt Falk and this kid in my cooking class whose name I don't know. On Monday I thought I saw the horticulture teacher and Abby Spadaro. And I woke up from a nap thinking I was in my room back home. I think I'm going crazy, but I'll be ok once I clear my head of all these art history dates and weird French and Italian names I can't pronounce. But besides that, things are going well.