As I "study" for my second to last finals ever, I am having strong cravings/flashbacks for the/to the following things....

*deliciously overpriced flatbread from City Market
*Harvey's cries of defeat when she find my high Snood score on her computer
*"cleaning" my room and or "helping Care clean her room" whilst we lurked on nerdy and talk about summer
*Doing 15 weeks of written reflections in two short hours
*Bill Clintoning on any and all stoops
*Ragtag "study groups" consisting of members of the freshman Botany class who combined had about 15% of the notes necessary to complete the final
*Harvey's wild aderall eyes
*Hours in the trenches at Bailey Howe surrounded by personal cd players, d coke and goldfish
*Full sweat suits and unwashed hair worn to class
*Cleaning out mini fridges( i.e. drinking old milk and skunked Mikes Hard Lemonade)
*The photo ang has of nobody studying for finals
*Colleen, Ang (faking it), Care and Katie in academic mode and all in their glasses
* Derek Strout on our answering machine recounting the tweeting of birds while Care and I slept before our last final

In a word or four ...Imissyouguyses