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Tomorrow will be my first opportunity to listen to my completed mix, The Long Road Home. That last leg that seems to last oh-so-long will be much quicker this time.

We were getting bedraggled, after countless handstands, cartwheels, and rope climbs. Yet as the weeks wound down, we got closer and closer as a group.

He proceeded to talk about a hotel that once existed, the spirit that haunted it, and the bomoh they hired to appease it.

A final week with the Pirates... a wayfaring seafaring voyage that will take me to the ends of the world...err... New York.

In this post: rejection letters, romantic rejection, my petty impulses, The Kenyon Review , and children's publishing.

I thought I'd share with you 10 things I have learned during my time at home, and despite their narrow margin of relevance, maybe they'll come in handy someday.

German, food, and friends. Good times, free time, and endless hectares of vocabulary to learn. Co-oping, the present perfect, and the biting cold.

The movie centered on Darius, a 15-year-old with Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy. Darius' brother Mario died of the same disease when he was 19, and Darius talks about his brother occasionally during the film.

This mix of people leads me to a very important topic: food. Malaysia, and particularly Penang, where my grandparents live, is well-known on those travel cooking shows for having amazing food. Those shows aren't lying.

Bartok and Techno, but not at the same time.

She told me how excited she was about the reading, and went on with something to the effect of: "I feel like all you creative writing majors have this separate writing world you live in sometimes. It's obviously such a huge part of your lives, and yet most of the rest of us never get to be a part of it."

Tomorrow marks both the end of the Border Studies program orientation and the end of Bush's reign. Now the real work begins.