Memoirs

Memoirs, as someone put it, are slices of life. They're just a small but significant portion of the whole story. And that's what this is -- snippets of my story.

Saturday, May 07, 2005

In which the end of the school year is fast approaching

Less than one week until everyone will be gone. It's so sad. I don't want it to end!

I was reading in the student center today and a guy in BDUs and military issue boots came and threw his bag on another couch. He sat down, took off his boots, jacket and hat, ate his McDonald's and promptly fell asleep. Then I fell asleep for a half hour. When I woke up, I tried to read more, but I couldn't keep my eyes open so I got up and went to Java City for a smoothie. When I came back, the military boy was still there, sleeping soundly with his various personal belongings strewn about him. It was so very adorable . . . What one might call a kodak moment . . .

It's very warm and muggy. This weather makes me sluggish. I much prefer cold. My favorite boys would argue that I'm always whining about being cold when it's below 50 degrees. I would agree -- but at least I can move when it's cold out, and by moving, I warm up a little.
~MK

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