Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Just another average day...

Okay so may I first acknowledge that it's been a damn while. Life has been pretty average. Just taking each day as it comes...

Aside from my unappealing array of school work this semester i'm definitely living it up.

Let me outline the highlights of the day. An average Tuesday with my future roommates:

12pm: lunch in the Barb. Nothing unusual;terrible as usual. However upon exit while referencing a pathetically mental lost soul in our hall way, that previously mentioned lost soul then protrudes through the door way. BAM! mean girls caught in action. which is not even real life...but jeez. definitely caught in quoted reference, not that it wasn't well deserved. as the girl is a true psychcopalypse. but woahhh. we then proceed to awkwardly change subject and run upstairs squealing.

you me and the war of the enzymes.

now onward to bio lab. our 2:30-6:00pm endosperm extravaganza. such a party. although after a successful trip to Meijers we find we are a half hour late for class. As a half hour is not a significant chunk of time in this class, we proceed in going. Although when pulling into the parking lot this prospect doesn't seem as enticing. So instead, we begin our own biological journey. Down the trails of the Botanical Gardens. Sunshine, laughter, enlightenment. so much insight in da treess.

"daze lion tummy"

our journey continues with a forecast of swing sets and Biesters, yet we contact an unforseeable circumstance. Huron and State. A no turn on LEFT. two signs. very evident. but of course we cannot go out of our way and turn back around. We must go now. Cops? What are the chances.

Pretty damn probable. Just as we are "parking" in front of Barbour. We is confronted. You don't do those kindsa thangs. Of course Hilary sweet lips talked her way out: some dicket=no ticket. whatever works.

Hilar den finds Josh Lohman. A long journey reaches triumph. and we (she) stalks to no avail.

The night is young...

1 comment:

  1. total spontaneity, prime sunshine, and best friends. recipe for unplanned resplendence

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