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After last night's orgy of chinese food and Pimms with the remaining crew stragglers, I had a date tonight with Mr. Poggioli, aka the Pog, aka my math teacher, a wise man with a hysterical laugh. He pays for dinners and says bad words...it feels so rebellious. Dragged along Sydney once more as a buffer, and had a magical evening of noodles and sunsets. We walked around the park and played (ran from) the swans, and explored the creepy empty building and told ghost stories. I'm happy today. I walked home alone and felt really sad that I was leaving all this, especially now that the people I care about have started to drop out. But I'm also really excited for VA. Don't know why. But last summer I was there I had a lot of fun. Plus, possible free movies at Regals. Yes? No?
