Remember evenings like this one. Remember long nights of writing essays about Cassandra, long bio labs in which you make root beer and talk about antibiotic resistance, long cups of tea and walks in the cold across the blue bridge to Commons and back. Remember the forty minutes in between bio lecture and French conversation talking to your friends about the Silmarillion and Supernatural and Canadian tar sands in the Vollum corridor. Remember lunchtime crosswords and Shostakovich and mild but exhilarating exhaustion. Remember those, because this is why you came to this school. To think, and be challenged, and have your mind work in new and interesting ways.
God, I love this school.
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