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It's over, and now we're all going to party. I can't stop crying; right before I left the building for the last time, I had gone to the bathroom and then wandered down the row of old photos posted there, eventhough they weren't my favourites and didn't really care. What surprised me was the moment I had when I found one I did give have a damn about... no sad little goodbyes for me. While I'll probably never attend NIDA again, it was a wink and a nod and see you soon.

I feel like I'm actually beginning my career now... because I'm good and I'm confident and I know what I need to do to get better, and everyone who has taught me here believes it's going to happen (not in the superstardom sense, but in the working, recognizeable actor sense).

So yeah.

Thai food and drinking now.

Someone remind me to relate two really stupid ballroom dance-related stories later.