As I prepare for the final presentation and report, I can't help but think that this is my last thing I ever have to do for Hawken. (Who knows, I may do some alumni crap later on (after I get over my momentary hatred for the place (I am mostly just sick of school in general) out of my system) concerning the stuff that those people talked about on that one day during lunch with the cheese and pepperoni pizza.) The main point is that I don't have to do any other work for Hawken! Ever!
If my enthusiasm concerning the next few days isn't apparent enough, you must know that I am very excited to graduate in a few days. As I read through my Grandmother's and Great-uncle's letters home for the second time, I saw that about halfway through their trip, my grandmother found out from Smith that she was accepted. In fact, after visiting Oxford, she joked that it was so nice, she might go there if Smith didn't work out. Strange, however that she was accepted on July 27 as opposed to, oh I don't know, April. I asked my mother if there was such a thing as a gap year when my grandma was a kid. She said no, not likely. So she was accepted late, and I'm starting late. It all evens out.
Just a few more days that I really have to not screw up (not that I particularly want to screw up after graduation, either).
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