Required post-college reflection

So it's the end. So sad? Yes. Seeing my empty room is sad. Saying goodbye to people is sad. But really, have not had enough sleep this week to be too sad. I'm exhausted and ready for a break, even if 3 months seems excessive. I've learned things this year, I guess. And it went by too quickly. Met many cool people, even if I'm still closer to the Lit girls. Didn't have as many crazy college adventures as I would have liked; maybe I can correct that for next year. Have also made a pseudo-resolution to hang out with a more varied group of people. Hopefully I won't lose touch with Gabe or Bridget or Meredith next year just because they'll be living in the sorority quads and I'll be in Hinman. "Next year." I'm a sophomore. So surreal.

So goodbye to SMQ, the Lake, Evanston, Chi-town, etc. If I were less sleep-deprived and generally sick of work I'd have more loving words for this place. Because it's been a good year, albeit unevenly so. And living with Marcy next year should be really, really fun, even if being a sophomore is a little...scary.

So Baltimore people, I should be getting in around midnight tonight. Get excited. And Chicago, adios por tres meses.