Home sweet home
Yesterday I finally made it back to Ann Arbor. It's nice to be back. The shorter my time grows here, the more I value the last remaining months of student life that I have. Sure, after this I'll have money, a real job, prestige, and all the accoutrements that go with that, but I won't be a student anymore, with the freedom to keep odd hours, the ability to skip class without too severe repercussions, and the possibility of exploring endless interesting research topics.
I'm going to miss Ann Arbor - most of my post-secondary student life was spent here, and in fact I've lived in Ann Arbor for longer than I've lived anywhere else in my life.
Right now it's pissing down rain, but even that can't dampen my spirits. It's nice to be back in my cozy student nest.
I'm going to miss Ann Arbor - most of my post-secondary student life was spent here, and in fact I've lived in Ann Arbor for longer than I've lived anywhere else in my life.
Right now it's pissing down rain, but even that can't dampen my spirits. It's nice to be back in my cozy student nest.
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Many Venezuelans had a good laugh at the names and went on with their business. What’s so odd, after all, about the occasional Nixon or Stalin in a nation where bestowing bizarre names on newborns has become a whimsically colorful tradition?
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I have no idea what you think anymore, but if I've made you smile with a little distraction I'm happy, because you're that special.
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