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Am very tired.
Had great time in Cambridge.
Will attempt to write up later when able to write sentances.
Feel very all-growed-up. In a kind of weird studenty way.
Want to be at University now. Poit.
Have applied to wrong college. Churchill truly miles from anywhere.

Have more free time than anyone has a right to.
Still feel rushed all the time.
Have sent in a character for another RPG.
Am insane.

./~ And we'll dance
The plans we make
Won't last
They'll wear and fade
Like fools
Too young
To run out of time
We'll always set our sights
Too high... ~\.