Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now?
Can we survive it out there? Can we make it somehow?
I guess I thought that this would never end
And suddenly it's like we're women and men
Will the past be a shadow that will follow us round?
Will these memories fade when I leave this town
I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye
Keep on thinking it's a time to fly
So today was my last day of classes at George Mason. It's kinda sad to think about actually. I have been talking to Leanne over Facebook about her paper. Hopefully she'll finish it soon so that I have time to critique it before Wednesday. What she had in her first draft was very good, it just needed to be finished and polished.
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