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Home from NH. It was soooo lovely. Very quiet. Chris and I went on a lot of walks. Went to the beach. Walked the dog. Napped. Played a lot of gin rummy, because now I'm kind of awesome at it I guess. And Poker. I beat Chris at Poker. Yes, that's right.
But I was kind of in a funk all weekend. I start grad school tomorrow night. And I'm kind of freaking out. I've been in class all summer and I'm sick of it. I haven't even gotten grades for my last class and I have to take another one starting tomorrow. I know that this is the right job for me because I'm very well suited for it. I'd like to get over with grad school now (and in a year, no less!). But it's a little scary. I'm a grown up. I don't get to go back to Saint A's. I have to go to Berlin High. I won't get to go hang out with my friends twenty four hours a day, goofing off non-stop, or make late night trips to Malone's to play Mario tennis. It's the end of some very fun years. But as Dave says, it's the start of some equally cool years. I hope.
I miss Chris.
But I was kind of in a funk all weekend. I start grad school tomorrow night. And I'm kind of freaking out. I've been in class all summer and I'm sick of it. I haven't even gotten grades for my last class and I have to take another one starting tomorrow. I know that this is the right job for me because I'm very well suited for it. I'd like to get over with grad school now (and in a year, no less!). But it's a little scary. I'm a grown up. I don't get to go back to Saint A's. I have to go to Berlin High. I won't get to go hang out with my friends twenty four hours a day, goofing off non-stop, or make late night trips to Malone's to play Mario tennis. It's the end of some very fun years. But as Dave says, it's the start of some equally cool years. I hope.
I miss Chris.