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Sophomore year came and went, and with it came my baby sister, who is an absolute joy. She is adorable and happy and it's great being her oldest brother. And Junior year I had my two best teachers, both the AP teachers in the subjects I picked. I hope I make them proud. Spring Break for Junior year involved visiting my mom's dad for a week. He had also been apart of my life a lot when I was growing up, I just didn't have a good place to introduce him. He loved history too and drove me to the Lincoln presidential museum. Someone, probably Mom, had told Dad I was close by and he visited me that spring break. It may have been only a couple hours but it was what I needed. After my Junior year I was invited by the University I was interested in (the one my mom went to, and the one I always wanted to go to, not the least because that's the town where Dad lived) and Mom took me there. I was invited because of my high test scores. That was when Mom had the idea to move us there. We looked for houses over the summer, she found one she liked and it. That summer I was at camp for the last time, which was really emotional for me, as I'm fairly certain I hold the record for most weeks visited as a camper. The counselor I had that week was one of my favorites. He had been working there as a maintenance guy when he was in high school the first summer I went there, then became a counselor. Who better to be my counselor than him that week? It was extra special because I planned it meticulously. I went 4 weeks that summer and my second week was for the program he was leading. By coincidence there was a large youth event that week, so we had only one houseboat. Normally there are 4. Why was this week so important? Because it was the week of my golden birthday! I was turning 17 on the 17th of the month during my 17th week of camp. The kitchen at camp packed us a birthday cake to eat that day, and the counselor allowed me to use the cell phone he had for emergencies to call my mom. She told me that we would be moving to the town where the university is the week after I got back from camp.