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I'm not going to GW anymore.
Yep, due to me being a total idiot I shall not be returning to our nation's capital. Remember that entry that I talked about being depressed. Well for those with foresight, might of seen that this is what was going to come of it. And I'm sorry for those I have misled in thinking that I am going back to DC, because I was in such deep denial (and shame) that I didn't want to talk about it, but people are going to find out eventually, so might as well do it publicly. I think the worst part is that I can't blame it on anything but myself. I mean, I could say that my job sucked my soul from me and pledging for APO took up all my time or drinking and partying just pooped me out, but it's not true. Although I was happy with the people I surrounded myself with, there was something I was missing. I don't know if it was my major making me unhappy or what, but maybe this semester at FSC will help clear things up for me.
All I know it that's I'm going to miss the Corner, and the cherry blossoms, and the city life, and STD-infested Thurson, and everything I loved about GWU.
I guess I'll be embarkingon the next part of life's journey soon than I thought.