When I'm at school, I have one thing that I love better than anything else. It's not when my last class gets out on Friday afternoon, starting the weekend. It's not when my teacher says that the essay I didn't finish isn't due until the next week. It IS when I'm sitting in the institute building lonely, sad and bored, and I look up to see Brad prancing up the stairs. Definitely FAVORITE part of college!
~Rhonda~
P.S.
Please observe that this post has no reference to music! Except for the last word of the previous sentence. :) I think I'm a winner.
1 comment:
I think "prancing" has to do with music!
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