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Last day of classes. I went to sleep at 3:45 a.m. and was awakened at 11:00 by a smiling, sleep-deprived Steph. Wore my new skirt since we have springish weather for the time being. Read my translation of an obscene Latin poem to a lecture hall full of people. After Spanish, followed Steph to the coffeeshop for some pleasure reading. I still don't like coffee, but I do like Terry Pratchett very much (Saira gave me Thud!, which she bought in an airport during her last hellishly long flight from Pakistan). Ate dinner at Aniko's house. She entertained us all with droll stories of her college years while her husband served delicious food and did the washing up. Went to Greenhouse to hear this cool alum sing crazy songs, many of which were English ballads involving lots of gore and death, although others dealt with dinosaurs, Hamlet, and roadkill. There was also vegan food and cuddling, and the whole thing felt very right and satisfying. I ran into Libby through happy accident and she gave me good cookie dough. Now bed... tomorrow I should really study lots of Latin, but instead I am throwing a goodbye party for Saira. I'll miss that girl. And Libby too. I'm happy they get to travel and do cool things, but friends leaving sucks hardcore.
I am ready for Spring, and for a break, and for Spring Break.
I am ready for Spring, and for a break, and for Spring Break.