per-swayed
After assessing my weekend responsibilities, I reluctantly surrendered my opportunity to clamor about at the WVU vs. VT game. I missed a good one. But I found a surreal peace with my C++ assignment; for once, we joined hands in solidarity and shared, what will forever be heralded as, a one-time accord. Aka I finished the program in one sitting, not counting the prepping I did in the morning. Anyways.
I now have *approximately* a 93.548387096774 in that class. Not too shabby.
I must say, I enjoy returning from Bollo’s. Generally, I get back in the last hours of the night (it’s become unusual for me to stop by during the afternoon due to my schedule now). Upon arriving back in my room, the routine follows that I take off my jacket and outer shirt. An odor of coffee & cigarettes is lightly thrown up into my innocent nostrils and the relaxation that I felt moments before returns full circle. It’s a wondrous occasion. Just one, of a few, of my favorite things.