Last week of undergraduate classes

The last week of classes at Denison is almost over. Just thought I'd throw that out there. It hasn't really sunk it how soon I'll be out of here. That's probably for the better. My departure should be quick and painless. No need to get reminiscent. It'll happen eventually though. As soon as more of my insane quantities of work start to get done. Right now I haven't really been able to enjoy the nice weather, or enjoy the company of people who I probably won't see again for a good long while. But I think I've already spent much of this year processing the fact that it's almost over, so maybe it won't be too bad. There are a lot of things that I'm ready to be done with, and I do feel like I need to move on. Things have been stagnant this year, and last year as well to an extent. I would have liked my senior year to be better, but there's really nothing I can do about it now. And it hasn't been bad, necessarily. Just not the great "last hurrah" that was supposed to bookend my Denison career. Freshmen year was the best for me because of Morrow, and I guess I had this idea that because I needed to make the most of it this year would also be great. But alas. I guess it's just been kind of dull. I'm sure noteworthy things have happened, but there hasn't been very many defining events. I sort of wonder what a 5th year would have been like, if that were the norm, and I think that I would probably be thoroughly sick of Denison after that year even if everyone I knew stayed. But anyways, I think it's bed time. Enough tired rambling.