Timing absolutely could not be finagled to work between immigration and classes-taken, but it would have been nice to say I started grad school the year I turned 32.
I started going to college when I was 15, and it was always pleasantly surprising to find a classmate anywhere near my age category. 's kinda come full circle, now; one of my human motor classmates last year (now in my mental theories course) was boggling about going back to school at 34 yesterday and gave me a hug when he found out I turn 32 today. It's nice to find age contemporaries, even knowing one doesn't have much in common with them otherwise.
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