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Another year has ended, and so quickly. Finals week wasn't too bad this year - just busy since I fell that week and sprained my left ankle. Smooth, I know. But it wasn't my fault, St Vincent doesn't know how to replace broken lightbulbs above concrete staircases. Ouches. Ryan took me for my second trip to Latrobe hospital this year where I got x-rays, nothing broken. It's still sore, and I was dumb enough to work out last night and it popped when I pulled off my tennis shoe. I'm stupid sometimes, I know. So I got to hobble around campus for a couple days while writing a philo paper and taking some silly tests. But it's over now, and as nice as that is, this was definitely the hardest year to leave since I knew so many great people wouldn't be coming back with me in August.
Saturday was graduation. Before the ceremony itself I went to lunch with Ryan's family. They were all really nice people. Watching the seniors graduate was exciting and emotional for me. The class of '06 donated money to make sure the Bill Saxe frisbee tournament would keep going for years to come. It was a nice tribute. As they were processing out I ran down to where Sloe was sitting and gave her the Alan Watts book I bought for her gift. We cried. I'll never forget it. It was the first time that it really struck me that she was leaving. I was so happy for her, but sad at the same time. I found Ryan afterwards and took some pictures. Maybe I'm just a sucker for emotional situations, but it was so happy but a bit sad. But if you think about it, what he and all the other seniors have accomplished is something to really be proud of. They're all wonderful people who deserve the best.
I'm dreading taking intermediate writing. I skimmed over the syllabus, and I wanted to rip my hair out. Can't I just skip it and call it a day? On a happier note I got an interview for an internship in West Mifflin. Unfortunately I can't remember what position I applied for. I applied for more than 10, so they all just blur together now. Oh well, I'm sure I'll figure it out.
I start Godiva on Weds. We got new cash registers so I'll get to play with those for most of the day. Last night I saw Mission Impossible III with Ryan, even though we both don't like Tom Cruise. And I really liked it, mostly because it was well done and Cruise didn't get to play himself too much, ha. But I must be off, I get to take Cathy to school at 6:45am tomorrow. Yay, not. Until next time.
The adventure continues...
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