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Hi, its me. All the way out here on the East Coast. Back home. Happy. Almost. I'm getting better, really I am. I didn't put off emailing housing/academic dean/Missy until it was too late, just almost too late. I hope. Um. Life. Life is terribly rollercoaster-y, but in a good way? Before the roller coaster wasn't doing cool loops in the air. More like it was alternating between inching along partially submerged with only my nose sticking out of the water to stalling beneath the waves. Now I've gotten to the point where I occasionally feel empowered. And then occasionally drop back down to stall underneath the water again. But, hey, improvement? I'm trying to come back for jterm just to finish up fall semester and pack up my room. I'm not coming back after that.
And that is all I feel like typing. If you'll excuse me, I've a wetsuit to don and an airtank to locate.
And that is all I feel like typing. If you'll excuse me, I've a wetsuit to don and an airtank to locate.