November 5, 2003
Camping on concrete
Concrete in my back. Sleeping bags are terrible when you can't hear the campfire crackling outside your tent.
And the experience of wearing shower shoes is one I am not comfortable with.
I was not Commuter Amanda last night, but Resident Amanda.
What a wonderful experience!! Friends right down the hall, movies (What Lies Beneath--oooo a scary one), and lots of junk food. And no parents or sibling.
But I miss home. My big closet (hehehe). My cat. My bathroom. My movies. My computer. AND most of all, MY BED.
I will be going back though. I like it. Now, since I said that, all of my resident pals will be trying to get me to stay next year. It is good to be loved. :-)
Posted by Amanda Cochran at November 5, 2003 4:32 PMWell Amanda, I finally posted, and I was very conscious of the need for separation of paragraphs :)
You're lucky you didn't have to be Resident Amanda tonight. My post is a rant about the reasons you should be thankful for that. Check 'er out.
Posted by: Jess P at November 6, 2003 1:07 AM