the summer sends its love to you

I just had my physics final and it was twenty times easier than I expected it to be. Yippee! So I am pretty sure that I am going to pass that class now. And I don't feel bad about not studying yesterday either. Playing Mexican train and watching Troop Beverly Hills was way more fun.

Here is a poem a wrote:

Three more days of living here;
I think about this freshman year.
Nine feet wide and nineteen long,
I've lived in this room the whole year long
Though it began with barren walls,
Similar to the foreboding halls,
Throughout the year it has become
A place that's mine, and we had fun:
Late-night talks, Mexican train,
Bible studies, watching the rain,
Hanging out, watching "The Apprentice,"
"The Bachelor" and "Pride and Prejudice,"
Jumping on beds, watching movies,
Many more things I could add to these.
Forty-eight units have I taken this year
Physics and math sometimes hard to endure
Now nine months is over, I'm glad to go home
I shall miss all these people, and living with them
Kathleen and Erin, Kelley and Anna
Stacey, Amanda, and of course Helena
Lucky for me Ashley lives not very far
And so I can call her and drive in a car
To her house, or the beach, or the zoo
Because I know those are her favorite things to do. :)

Well, that poem started out a lot better and got worse progressively, I fear. It all started to fall apart after I wrote "watching the rain" because I couldn't think of anything else to rhyme with "train." Oh well. I hope I didn't leave anyone out of that list. Perhaps I shouldn't have put it just in case.

I talked to Dawn and Amy last night -- I hadn't really talked to either of them for a long time and now I am even more excited to go home! Well, I should go study now. Adios.