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Soooo...I'm done with my undergraduate career. I finished my last class and didn't even realize it was happening. I just handed in my books for BKRT 115 and walked out, as if I would be back. Nope, will never set foot in Morgan again. Probably will never set foot in Cleveland, Zabriskie, Leach, Dodge, Weld, Campbell or Barler either (there is always fun times during senior week for the other buildings).
I'm going through this ridiculous cycle: It's sad, but when I begin to be sad about Wells, the bad always pops up too. I don't get mad, and that's not a bad thing. It kinda reminds me how powerful this place has been, and that even though some times have been really good and others really bad, I would not have changed a thing. I would not be the person that I am, and I would not have met the people that I love without Wells. It reminds me that its Wells, and Wells has been my life for the last four years. And then I remember that my life is over, and I'll have to start all over again. Then I'm sad again and the spiral begins all over.
::picking up a beer to get "the end" off my mind::
I'm going through this ridiculous cycle: It's sad, but when I begin to be sad about Wells, the bad always pops up too. I don't get mad, and that's not a bad thing. It kinda reminds me how powerful this place has been, and that even though some times have been really good and others really bad, I would not have changed a thing. I would not be the person that I am, and I would not have met the people that I love without Wells. It reminds me that its Wells, and Wells has been my life for the last four years. And then I remember that my life is over, and I'll have to start all over again. Then I'm sad again and the spiral begins all over.
::picking up a beer to get "the end" off my mind::