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All things considered, it was a good trip. It was nice to reconnect with old friends and meet new people. And, though it might have been a complete clusterfuck, caving was fun. Caving is always fun. Being outside was the best part, though. A miniature vacation right before classes start? Quality time in pleasant parts of nature for free? Great food with no effort? It's a hell of a way to start off a new year.

I've never eaten so much food before.

I desperately need to brush up on my Spanish. While it was nice to get blood flowing to that part of my brain, it was a decidedly unsexy demonstration of my lingual ability. A crippling embarrassment. But these things happen, I suppose. It shouldn't be too hard to pick back up again. It hasn't been that long. It'll be like picking up clarinet again. Or riding a bike.

I am very much not ready for classes to start up again. All I want to do is hang out, meet people, and buy a Batman poster. I think that sounds like a great goal for the next week. I really need to branch back out and reconnect with all the people I've let fall by the wayside.

It's weird being on campus without John and Kim around. It used to be so natural to spend all my downtime hanging out in their room. Get home and don't have anything to do? Hang out with them. Get home and have a ton of stuff to do? Hang out with them. It's not an option anymore. Well, technically it is, but it is an inconvenient option. Now I have to keep myself entertained. I'm not sure how I feel about it. I'll be able to study more, but I will also be bored all the time. And I won't have anyone to eat WingZone or Jimmy John's with at two in the morning.

I really need to play some music with somebody. Anybody. I just need to jam for a couple of hours and then I'll be good. Get my head clear. Also, I need to buy some headphones that will drown out everything since my headphones that drowned out everything broke.

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