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I really don't like the ends of terms, and I like the ends of years even less.

If I haven't said goodbye to you, and you're going or gone, have a good summer.

If you're going to be around this week, I'd like to see you. I'll try not to be too depressing. I'll try to say goodbye and that I'll miss you, but I'm kind of avoiding thinking about it.

That storm last night sure was lovely.

Lily said I was silly for going away next term, and right now it feels like she's very right.