You know how you just live life and it's fine and dandy and then HAMZOWI there is a day that is just grand? Hello tulip festival and welcome to my life. I went with Camille, a friend who was originally a friend of a friend but now is a friend friend. I know that makes sense so don't get confused. Camille and I (aka me and Camille) walked and enjoyed and relished and sat and loved each and every one of those tulips and most of the other flowers, trees and shrubs. Then we went to the Gateway, where I read half of Bossypants at Barnes & Noble with a few wandering souls and only felt minorly awkward as I laughed out loud (many times) and combed my hair. I always say there's no time like the time you're reading Bossypants amidst strangers to comb out your wind-blown hair using a comb found in your bag. The evening ended with a stirring rendition of "Love Story" performed by my roommate Candace and I which caused me to lose my voice for the next 18 hours. The stirring part of the rendition consisted of a lot of passionate singing/yelling. Sometimes it is just the best to stop your life to smell the tulips. Do they even smell? I suppose I didn't ever take the time to smell them. Dagnabbit.
5 comments:
who is that HOT little Dutch boy?? I want to date him. oh wait, it's you. That's ok, I still want to date you.
I don't know how I feel about this friendship.
Thank you for your comment, I only just saw it, oops. I'm glad you understand my devastation that magic worlds aren't real!
Wow, your photos are just beautiful! I love tulip festivals :)
o man we totally missed it. I wanted to gooooo! and i literally LOL'd reading bossypants! so freakin funny
Hamzowi. You win for the funniest thing ever. In the history of friendship. In the history of mocking people silently.
And hey you look good.
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