At lunch, first sat with Katie and Doug, who both told me I should turn in the lab reports I haven't done or I'll fail. After they left, Tomoko joined me, and she was not quite so... blunt, I guess. And said that my semester that I'm very nearly done with resembled her junior year. Upon returning home, talked to my RA in the kitchen, and she had thought I was a senior. No, no, I have two more years after this is all over tomorrow. Much later, after trying to finish micro write up and dinner at Berlin Inn, went (unsuccessfully) to get something to drink from Commons, and on the way, ran into Kyriel, who asked how I was. And I answered truthfully, I could be better; I could be finished. He gave me a hug, there was conversation had with good tidings for summer, and "you'll be around next year, yes?" Then home again, home again, jiggety jig, to finally finish that damn thing. And after some hanging out time, here I am. And I won't sleep tonight. Can't afford to wake up at noon with two reports left to write. So, no sleep. I can crash when they're done, and I've called home to clear something up, gone to the registrar's office, stopped by the bookstore, and checked the housing board. Then a little sleep, and then commencement of packing, and then celebration. Yes. Then much more sleep. I can do much packing Saturday night. Ship some stuff Monday. Store it Monday. Leave Tuesday. Eat real Mexican for dinner.
I'm getting too far ahead of myself...
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