This is the official resurrection of Captionary, spawning the 2.0. It is risen!
It is risen indeed.
Now quick! From where we left off in incomplete sentences!
Finals Yay GPA Home Unemployment Boredom Sad Goodbye Seattle Proposal Engagement Bermuda Dolphins Sunburn Wedding Dress Seattle (again) Boat Toy Story 3 Orange County <Arrested Development reference here> Disney Land Child-like Wonder Packing Moving Here
It is now the 2nd week of school, and sophomore year feels exactly like a continuation of freshman year. Same food, same homework, same guy on the corner handing out bar fliers with the stripper on them and same evangelist yelling about homosexuality/creationism/pot.
However, my favorite part of the year, without a doubt, is the part where I get my own room. My mother would like to point out that the last time I had my own room was NOT when I was 4 (when my brother was born) but when I was 12 (when we spent a sumer at my grandma’s house) None the less – I’m thrilled.
It’s the room originally designated as a “study room”, where two desks were put so one person could study while the other slept. That just seemed kind of pointless though, so I got my own room!
It has four windows.
