THE END OF THE 3-WEEK

Ok, so the poster presentation today wasn't too bad. Pretty typical: stand around the piece of colorful paper you've spent weeks on for 10 minutes while people stare at it and occasionally ask you questions. If you don't know the answer, you say so. So. .that's done! I'm still hoping that my parents will wait to come get me--I could use the extra time to get really actually packed, as opposed to toss it in a garbage bag and run.

Other than that. . . Buffy tonight was INSANE. At least, the last five minutes were. HOLY SHIT. Ask me about it!
Best mimicking-my-life-and-feelings moment had to be Xander and Buffy sitting in the back yard, after all this crap has happened, just in awe of all the horrible things that have happened:
"Buffy, how did we get here?"
"I don't know Xander; the long scenic route"
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Sounds about right. Seems like life has finally--after so many hazy years--arrived. Sounds dumb, but now I feel like I'm really living and breathing.