So, I'm sitting here staring at my empty under-the-bed storage bins, and thinking how weird it's going to be F I N A L L Y getting the fuck out of here.
I'm not nervous about the coursework, or the size of the school or whatever...But def. a few stray anxious thoughts have crossed my mind. My parents have invested so much in me. I feel like such
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