Somedays I really wish that I were still close to people that meant so much to me in younger days. Somedays I am glad I moved on with my life and haven't limited my experiences to the same small circles.
My seemingly innocent addiction to Wal-Mart fruit smiles has blown out of proportion.
The denotation of spring: a transition of seasons- rapid and unpredictable weather pattern changes. Connotation mid-February everyone is sick of the snow so it should be 70 degree weather from now on.
More of my roommates than not have gotten married within a year of living with me.
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Hopefully, I am not one of the friends you miss...do you HAVE my phone number? =o) and Hey...I guess I count as one of those roommates! Ha Ha.
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