Last night in Fayetteville for a while.
It was...unique.
Daytime was normal.
Got to have lunch with a dear friend. Whom I love.
Sold my books back. Okay this was really sad for me.
Not epidemiology. But the other two for sure.
I'm very attached to them.
Probably because I had to read over 400 pages in each of them.
I had one or both of them with
me literally at all times.
There was a bond. Even if it was forced.
Took a stroll around campus
to look at the Christmas lights.
Which are located exclusively on Old Main. Good.
Cleaned a little...packed a lot.
Visited another friend.
And we went...driving. Driving around.
With bread and gatorade.
Heh. She's funny.
Didn't get to bed until 6am. Good.
Driving on 2 hours of sleep. Can't wait.
It's a good thing I have fantastic taste in music.
Day Three Hundred and Forty Eight.
That's All It Is, But That's All I Needed.
Driving, huh? That's a nice way of putting it.
ReplyDeleteWhile I'm sure we would all do it again if anyone needed to, let's never ever do it again, okay?
Haha definitely agreed!
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