Spring has sprung
The grass has riz
I wonder where all the second years is
They all left.
In the photojournalism program now the second year students, about half the student body, are gone doing their internships. Some of them won't be back at all. I expect that I may never see some of them again. I didn't plan on missing anybody from here until at least the spring of 2008.
I miss being called "maggot", picking up second year students' books when they deliberately dropped them; and that time Ron, Hermione and I defeated the Dark Lord in a game of chess.