It feels really strange to think that my University career, my time at the Dictator, is officially over.
Gosh I'm going to miss it too much. Coming to the end of it and realising, 'wow this is really the end, I have no reason to be here' is rather unsettling.
I thought to myself that I wouldn't miss this place, and yes, I mocked those people who said they would miss it, and yeeeees, I also complained about how this place drained me of all spirit and creativity.
AND YET!! I feel really SAD. That it's OVER. When in life do you get to have experiences like those of university? It's an epic place. And the Dictator was amazing.
I'm now in an uber loving mood. Over the course of my dissertation, it dawned on me that this is really the end. And I have to tell everyone how much I love them..and I read this:
Do not keep the alabaster boxes of your love and tenderness sealed up until your friends are dead. Fill their lives with sweetness, speak cheering words while their ears can hear, and while their hearts can be thrilled and made happier by them.
So here goes:
Thank you for being a part of my experiences at the Dictator. It's been an epic three years and I wouldn't change it for the world. I absolutely adore you all, and I don't think I would be the person I am today if it wasn't for you all being there. Thank you. I ♥ you all.
well here's a lolcat =)
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