Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Dear "not going anywhere" year,

One, you're over. 

Two, I did go to Egypt/Italy, so it's not exactly as if I didn't go anywhere. 

Three, I was really worried about how this year would go.  While my concerns were mostly about the social world, and the weirdness of staying here while classmates whirled in and out, I should have been concerned about academics.  This was the most insane and grueling academic year of my life. 

Four, I shouldn't have been worried.  This year was amazing.  It was incredible and for all the things that I was worried about, I don't remember that. 

Five, the friends that have surrounded me in the last year have made everything. 

Six, and that's what makes tonight so hard.  I had to start the process of watching this group of people disperse across the globe. 

Seven, I finally got to dress up as a business casual pirate. 

Eight, I think I'm going to continue the blog, even though the year is over. 

Nine, as always, it's time for a countdown.  Four days and eighteen hours until I leave for Illinois. 

Ten, it's weird being on campus after most people have left. 


love,
hannah

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