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Thank god it didn’t work out - Christine Zhang

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Notes from the worst and best year of my life.

I’m sitting in bed, lying on my blue pinstriped sheets, staring out at the ridiculous view of San Francisco from my apartment. I move out in two days, officially to New York, a city I’ve wanted to live in since I was six. I’m trying to reconcile how grateful I am for this year with how much I hate San Francisco. Yesterday, I got coffee with a girl who had been president of two of the clubs I was most involved in during my first year at Harvard. I’ve always had a strange conception of age. When I was a freshman or sophomore in high school, the idea of becoming friends with a senior felt…

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