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I just took the best road trip today in a zip car with Dan Grant to New Hampshire. We met Obama, etc, it was great, but I am getting so sad about having to go back home. They really gyp us at college with the school year being so short. I really regret not having gotten to know Dan Grant earlier, he was the absolute nicest, coolest kid. I am going to miss the seniors, especially Mickey and Kayt. I don't want them to go. I never realized this would be just like high school; getting to know kids and then having them move on. I went through this whole year somehow neglecting the fact that I would be sad at the end. I don't want to stop living in Boston. I love how New England is two hours from everything. I love the accent and the cobblestone streets and Revolutionary War history in everyday life, and yes, I even love the fucking T. I've waited my whole life to live in Boston, and now that I finally feel home here I don't want to just up and leave. Don't get me wrong, no one is a bigger fan of Rochester than me, and I can't wait to be reunited with my dog, but life is so much sweeter when you know you are only a stone's throw away from Paul Revere's grave.