it would be a documentary on radio four.

Lists of numbers, lists of definitions, lists of formulae, lists of 'last times'.

Everything is starting to add, pile, stack up into a massive heap of things left to do, things never finished and things finite.

This is my 41st post here.

I'm a year down the road, I'm halfway through, I'd like to think I've grown somehow and my hair is longer.

(College meeting, sometime in December)

Having spent the past week drifting in and out of classrooms, studybooks, the cafeteria and the MPH (Multi-Purpose Hall, where the exams are held), I had to refer to the calender on my wall today to find the date and day we are currently living in.

Numbers, definitions, formulae, last times all come rushing in again.

It's been 361 days since my very first post, it's (again, a glance up at the calender is required) 4 days until Graduation, 5 days until we leave this place, a fortnight until I'm home and another two months before I come back out here.

Since we last spoke (or rather: I last monologued my way through a blogpost) UWC-day happened, American Cultural Evening occurred and we made our way through multiple student meetings, college meetings, deadlines and packing issues.

I'll be seeing most of you soon and will expand on this year when I've got more time!

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