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I can't even tell you how sad I am that I won't be moving back to St. Peter tomorrow. The sucky part about graduating (in addition to having to be an actual adult now) is that it means I'm not a student anymore. No way, right? But really. Sad. I miss Gustavus. I'd be really happy to go to classes, and read articles, and write papers, and study in the lib, even. Not to mention the fun things like going to Patty's, being caf whores, laying around with my friends not doing our homework, making Target runs, and hello...rush. Good times. jadams? I might end up being your couch's best friend. Oh, and Emily had the pleasure of seeing Brad at Grandma's on Friday, so if you're curious, I'm sure she could give you an evaluation.
Why am I so tired?
Why am I so tired?