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From Greece I have returned. As it happened it was all planned so I got back on results day; therefore I fucked off to the school, for the first time as a non-scholar there (second if you count entrance exam day), and learned I'd got very, very good results by all standards, and will be able to proceed with my university plans.
Why don't I feel like cheering? Maybe not seeing my old friends again and not being in uni for the gap year is beginning to sink in.
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