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These days when I give people tours and walk them through our performing arts center I get to say, "yeah...welcome to my second home." Theater is good times had by all except for all those times when it isn't.
My old RA's boyfriend's band was playing at the Quaker Meeting House (no less) tonight so I went and listened to songs based on guys from Ayn Rand's novels. I also got mad nostalgic for freshman year and conversations in the bathroom and long emo evenings and a boy in my bed. For those rides with Ryan in the van and cruising along the pike listening to the best of 95 Grammy's. For Ben and Ian Thomas and walks in the crum.
We all have to grow up someday.
My old RA's boyfriend's band was playing at the Quaker Meeting House (no less) tonight so I went and listened to songs based on guys from Ayn Rand's novels. I also got mad nostalgic for freshman year and conversations in the bathroom and long emo evenings and a boy in my bed. For those rides with Ryan in the van and cruising along the pike listening to the best of 95 Grammy's. For Ben and Ian Thomas and walks in the crum.
We all have to grow up someday.