This is it. The end of the school year. Goodbye seat number 10 in the junior studio of the Lundberg Building. Goodbye drafting table that broke during the first five minutes of my first studio class last fall. Goodbye chair with a ripped seat and window that doesn't latch shut. Goodbye box elder bugs (I named each of them Fernando). Blood and tears have been shed here, and my best work has been done here. I will miss you.
I'm off to Salt Lake to sign a contract on an apartment.
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