Because right now, as I type, I am sitting in my very last statistics class ever.
Sadly, it also happens to be the final class of my undergraduate career.
I feel as though I should do something ritualistic and reverential to mark the end of my undergraduate career, like at the very least pay attention to class. But it's stastics. They GIVE YOU a COMPUTER. And then they expect us to focus on.... math? Really Kenyon College? Really?
And now... my final dismissal. And my final exposure to the torando alarm.
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I am trying to remember my last class at Denison. I think it might have been equally bittersweet.
Don't fret, dear. There's always graduate school.
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