The semester is almost over. We're getting to the last of everything. My birthday wish is that no one in our unit will start packing until after my birthday because it makes me too sad. Life will never again be how it is now. The five of us will never be living right next door to each other in this lovely hale. We won't have our late night chats, our trips to the caf. I feel like I've known these girls my whole life, but we really only met 9 months ago. It's been a marvelous 9 months. I wish time could just slow way down for this next week so I could soak up every second of right now.
Friday, April 2, 2010
eight days a week
The semester is almost over. We're getting to the last of everything. My birthday wish is that no one in our unit will start packing until after my birthday because it makes me too sad. Life will never again be how it is now. The five of us will never be living right next door to each other in this lovely hale. We won't have our late night chats, our trips to the caf. I feel like I've known these girls my whole life, but we really only met 9 months ago. It's been a marvelous 9 months. I wish time could just slow way down for this next week so I could soak up every second of right now.
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