So

At this moment i'll tell you how i truly feel. This isn't the happiest i can be, or the even the happiest ive ever been, but its close.

Today marked the end of my spring semester, 2009. I cant begin to express how deeply indebted i am to the people who've made this hasted experience so fucking beautiful.

I know we tried doing one last podcast about how we felt, though the possibility of it not being posted turned the semi-serious discussion into an hour round of gay dick jokes that didn't have to go anywhere. But to me, thats the advocate in a nutshell.

Not the knowledge we've gained thru writing/photography/design improvements, or our abilities to force them like no tomorrow. Just this tightly nit feeling of togetherness. Growth as people. Growth thru societal gain & our ability to share instead of condescend.

A yr ago i came into a place that reeked of ego. A place that alienated me beyond balls. A lot has changed since then. It suddenly became easier for me to extend my hand without it being slapped. Something i never though i'd see happen, ever. & i know i slurred this shit between jokingly implying that i enjoyed seeing other men naked, but ive really never felt anything else so genuine.


I have high hopes for the coming yr with an almost completely different staff. As far as returning.. i dont know. I guess i'll have this summer to think it over.

Thank you for everything, everyone.