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From July 26

I had a long workday today (6:30am—7:00pm), so I came to the Snow Lodge to see if the rumors about faster internet are true. Well, apparently there is no connection at all over here in the Snow Lodge. So instead of doing internet things, I did some computer upkeep work and listening to Philip Glass. It's hard to believe that I am leaving in less than 3 weeks now. I will miss all of my friends terribly. I will probably never see most of them again, possibly with the exception of those many friends from Finland if I decide to ever study abroad in Helsinki. I would definitely like to see Mircea and Mirella again, and when I take my tour of Europe, I will certainly have to stop by Moldova to pay them a visit.

I'm typing slowly – and rather elementary – because I am learning a different keyboard layout called Dvorak. I began learning it when I attended The Master's College but my classes necessitated that I stick to what I know, which was Qwerty. Hopefully I can have it down well enough to be able to stick with it during next semester at Sterling College.

It's about time I head back to Columbine. I will continue to write these offline posts, and perhaps I will go to Bozeman or West soon and upload them to Blogger.

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