Holy. Crap.

It's over.

I really want to talk to somebody right now, I was hoping one of my beloved brothelmates would be in the lab but alas, I'm alone.

I don't actually know what to say right now. I just want to talk and I really wish someone would hug me.

Sad and excited and anxious and definitely having a mild stroke.

At one point in the lecture it was as if Professor Miller was talking right to me. He said that education doesn't end after these four years are over, that it's a lifelong endeavour.

Ha! I knew it!