It's past the time grades were due, and I anticipate I won't use this same blog again next year.
So on the off chance that anyone will still read this, I just wanted to post up a few thoughts. They are still kind of relevant.
Okay, so right now, it's 3:44 and after a walk around outside, I remembered some amazing nights in my childhood. When I was younger, I had a group of friends. In this group were Nikko, Gabe, Robert, Sam, Jay, Philip, and as I remember Matt Smith was in there sometimes. We were a pretty solid group, and now that I can remember without grimacing, we weren’t the coolest kids in the grade. (They may argue that, but at least, thats how I saw things.) It was 7th grade and our group usually hung out our Nikko’s place. I remembered recently (Now, actually) that there were a couple of nights that we would turn out all the lights at 2-3 am and run around the apartment with those old light-up lightsabers. Man, those were the days. I remember having these super intense, gut-clenching lightsaber battles that would occupy our whole scope of life. There were never any simpler times than these. I think that as long as I live, I’ll treasure these nights at Nikko’s place, duking it out jedi-style while the city slept, unaware of the intensity of our imaginations, and the endless boundaries of our simple fun.
I'm not sure why, but I felt like sharing it. And I don't feel like pointing it out, but I feel it is relevant to the course.
Also, I would honestly like to thank everyone who ever looked at my blog, who ever thought something good or bad about anything I wrote here, and finally, for bringing some charisma to the class.
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You're gesturing at joy in a dance whose beat you're starting to feel in your feet.
I wish I knew what that meant.
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