“Dude, you started studying nutrition yet?”
“No man, just gettin’ started.”
“Cool, I’m comin’ over.”
“Sweet, I’ll put some coffee on.”
One lone final exam stands between myself and spring break. It’s just after 1am and my test is a distant 9 hours away. I’m gonna dust off the old nutrition notes (that have been in hibernation since the midterm) and watch the sun rise. Chris is on his way and the party’s about to get started.
Now, where’d I put those handouts…
