And it rained most of my way to work (free car wash!).
By the time I got to campus: blue skies.
May this be an omen of the term to come.
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everyone comes in crying and they slap you into it if not everyone should fade away held soft in love and memories so time comes forward li...
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Fingers crossed. You could all use a good year.
Sounds like it went well. Yay
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