It seems impossible that I’m in the final days of my school career. I have another semester of learning before I get my degree, but for practical purposes my classwork will be finished tomorrow. This week is already filled with Lasts – last GA meeting, last class, last exam, last night shift…I’m feeling nervous but ready for the next little bit. I think. It depends on the day.

Next semester is going to be tough, but leaving the great people I know here is going to be even tougher. Why can’t everyone I love just follow me around like katamari?