Winding up the Genevan times: Meg's Farewell Dinner
For Meg's leaving dinner, we did fajitas and mojitos at my place. Just the six of us, being us, and laughing too much at everything and everyone. Moments like this make me think how I could ever leave, or how I could ever end up knowing such amazing people. And they also make me remember when my friends and I would moan that, post-graduation, we really did look back on uni as the time of our lives. But evenings like tonight always point out to me that life goes on getting better, no matter where I end up.
And then our narcissistic side came to the fore. We've got 84 pictures of us larking around on the beds. EIGHTY FOUR. What we were thinking, I do not know!
And then our narcissistic side came to the fore. We've got 84 pictures of us larking around on the beds. EIGHTY FOUR. What we were thinking, I do not know!