The Last Supper Comments
Darkness has pressed up against our lattice windows. Classes start again in the morning. I'm being reabsorbed by college life. I'm a planner. I've been going over my syllabuses, repacking my bookbag, charging my power banks, checking and rechecking the assignments due tomorrow. After watching me prep for hours, Peter said, 'You're not going to the MOON.'
Peter asked me last Friday, 'Are you excited for Monday? (I'll find out if I get my fellowship.)
'I'm more excited about tonight, ' I said, 'I like going out on the town.'
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t [oops! premature submission/sending. not MY fault, ha ha] (cont.) ....don't consider to be MY fault! ! ! : ) bri p.s. So, how did Peter make out with fellowship/job options?
Bri, read more carefully. It is Anais, not Peter, who is seeking the fellowship.
5 stars for another story of 'Yale' life, which (the poem) I don'
I like: 'Peter asked me last Friday, 'Are you excited for Monday? (I'll find out if I get my fellowship.) 'I'm more excited about tonight, ' I said, 'I like going out on the town.' '
'très translations: very, jolly, most, much, real, ' So, 'très unusual'=very unusual I enjoyed being a 'fly on the wall' for the days activities. ;) bri
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8/6/2025 2:16:48 PM # 1.0.0
Your stories about college life are a pleasure to read. They ALMOST make me wish I were back in college again.
Aww, come on back! You could take something easy.