I just remembered last year when I was leaving the house for my first day of fall classes. I got hit on by the mailman. It was a really bizarre day. And I’m pretty sure that first event set the mood for the rest of that school year.
I was kind of hoping something weird would happen on my way to class today, but no luck.
When the hell will I ever finish the last season of Lost?! This show never ends. I’m so close, I just want it to be overrrr