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I'm back in the SJ, readjusting to life with running water and flush toilets and electric stoves and refirgerators. It's weird.
It seems like I have a billion things to arrange before it's time to morph into a Yale Law Student, whatever that will mean. I'm about to plunge into another chapter of my life, and it feels strange.
Change happens too quickly.
It seems like I have a billion things to arrange before it's time to morph into a Yale Law Student, whatever that will mean. I'm about to plunge into another chapter of my life, and it feels strange.
Change happens too quickly.