Can it really be my last quarter here? It's so strange to think that in 10 weeks I will be gone, possibly forever. I hope I'll come back and visit, but that's often the sort of thing one never gets around to doing.
It's not time yet for my melodramatic "college experience" reflection post. Look for that in June. But shit fire, what a four years. Not that there haven't been some lows, but on the whole I've been unbelievably fortunate. I've had the chance to do some pretty remarkable things and meet some wonderful people. I still wake up sometimes thinking I'm 14, but now when I look in the mirror I kind of believe I'm an adult. At the very least, my recent weight gain means I'm not likely to be mistaken for a boy again.
Here's my question - will the next four years change me as much as these have?