My apartment is not completely back to normal, but it is dry. This is an improvement.

Tomorrow I have to write two papers, one of which is due Saturday. I feel like this is asking my brain to do to much.Why? Because I am done. In my mind I have graduated, but unfortunately, I have four more weeks until my last final is taken. I’m getting to the point where I can actually see the end, and it can’t come sooner.

At the same time I have my last club tournament this weekend, with a lot of old faces and a lot of new ones. So it will be sad, and fun, but still sad. One last hurrah, as I keep saying. But just like crying after my last club meeting, I’ll probably cry on the way home from the tournament. And before. And during. But hopefully you won’t notice! haha

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