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Looking back over my old posts, I can see that I've made about 50 since the beginning of this (school) year, making this one 51. Crazy the beginning was, wasn't it? I had nooo idea what I was doing or getting myself into. I didn't know that...I'd be making some really awesome friends, that I'd be going to the ballet (for school, even), that I'd realize I think I'm too old to enjoy Christmas anymore...that I breathe heavily in my sleep and sometimes snore, that even though I question it, I like being in University, and a cumulation of other things that make me into a completely different person from the one that moved into this apartment 7 months ago. Shortest long 7 months of my life. It's been the best.

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i'm sad to leave our little abode. it has truly been memorable. and crushing to our cup population.

poor things....they never really stood a chance.

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