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What Does This Mean?- A tribute to ENEE425

What does this mean?
He asks over and over
He looks but doesn’t seem
To see our gazes go lower and lower

My eyelids flick
My head begins to drop
The buzz in my head ticks
To the beat of the clock

I chance a glance at the screen
I don’t even care
I start to lean
Even further over my chair

It’s finally 12:15, I gasp a deep “phew”
It’s time to leave the class, of Ray J Liu

Robert Zhang (please tag!)

You are one of the most kind-hearted and genuine people I know. You speak your mind without being afraid of what others might think, and you follow your heart. You are so incredibly easy to get along with, and I always have a good time when I’m with you. I’m so glad I got to know you this year, and hope to see you around!

Welp that’s that

It’s not looking great but I’ve definitely got some live outs. Probably ~5% is my estimate but the pot is bigger than anything I’ve ever played for before so I might as well stay committed. 

YO

LO

0-3 in playoff fantasy football games.

0-1 in life and love

Welp. Back to the drawing board

Behind every great love is a great story. The end

The scent of fall, heavy with the musk of falling leaves and yellowing grass, always brings my mind back to other times in my life. Every fall, I’m reminded of the previous falls that have come before: a whirlwind of first days of schools, bike rides to the Cool Cow (a local ice cream shop), and countless trips to the emergency rooms for broken bones. This year is the last time I’ll ever have a first day of school, so the nostalgia is hitting me extra hard.