That bittersweet feeling when I hear great things about sr never fails to bring a smile to my face. I miss those will runs and thanksgiving but I guess what I really miss is the class that I was in. That routine of sleeping at 1am and waking up at 6.45am can be quite a pain. But that routine of studying/having fun/having more fun/having much more fun with everybody keeps me going. It's amazing how the company can bring such overwhelming laughter to me. It's infectious. I felt how it was like for a school to be a home and... a home to be a school. Oh actually, just home.


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