Anthony slept in this morning. We were going to get up at 5:15 to have breakfast at No.9 before going to the airport. I heard him yelling outside my door this morning, “AMY, we gotta go!” It was 7 already. Oops. His flight takes off at 8:30. “Remind me to shoot myself in the face if I miss my flight,” Anthony said as he sped to the airport.
I don’t think I’ve been so exhausted. I want to finish my last paper by tonight and I’ll be free. Last night the school called to tell me that one of the classes I registered for got cancelled. I was really disappointed. Andrea, mark and my other creative writing friends all registered for that class. Mark and I were going to carpool again next term for this class. And now. Sigh. But the good thing is, I have a bit more time. I signed up for the intro. photography class. It will be a lot of fun.
I am going to make a cold noodle dish for the potluck for class today. It will be the last short fiction class, last time Mark and I carpool to school… It actually makes me really sad. We have such great conversations on our drives… Now we’ll have to make more of an effort just to stay in each other’s life. Ai.
Maybe i’ll attach a photo of the cold noodles once I am done making it.
