Thus comes the close of another school year. I took more classes than humanly possible. I was more dramatic than ever before. I had my first real illness in over a decade. I'm wiser. I'm more intelligent. I'm older. I'm more mature.
It's been an intense and incredible year. And it feels like yesterday that I was writing about my sophomore year. I move out is less than 12 hours... I have almost nothing packed. And I'm very tired. Checking 500 students out of one building is more taxing than one may think.
On the bright side, camp starts in two weeks. I'll tell you more about that later.
Night.
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The ramblings, writings and musings of an apprentice. Because "poets are damned but see with the eyes of angels"
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