Yesterday, three years of my life ended in five minutes as I turned over my position (as well as my place) in GUIDON to KC Felix. I tried to force the tears out just for added impact but my tear ducts were as dry as my wit. So, my fake symbolisms, such as my blank USB (disguised as full of digital files) and my old envelope of History readings (disguised as hard copies) had to do.
I know the staff and section are in KC’s good and able hands. >:D<