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Cheerio, United States! Well, well, well. I’m finally leaving the country a mere two months before I turn […]
When I think about the fact that in less than two weeks I’ll be posing for my “last first day picture,” I feel a weight in my stomach.
It’s a mix of happy/sad, nervous/nostalgic. I’m about to be a senior…in college. Time has once again fooled me, by moving quicker than I would have liked.