What I Do When Everyone's Finals Are Over

I huddle around the boys' black light and let Jared take pictures of us around Erik Underwood's hookah, I ask Derek for piggybacks around the dorm to which he gladly obliges, I go on outings to look at cars with Serkan, I stuff my face with Japanese food (and grin because the nice man who runs it says something sweet about me), I gossip on the phone with girlfriends about their end-of-the-year hook-ups and everything about it to its very last intimate detail, I eat cake, I tell Serkan what color he should get his car in (apple red! i'm looking forward to being driven around in this eeeee), I dig for the chocolate fish in my Phish Food (SO! GOOD!), I listen to Serkan snore, I cough melodically, I let Julie give me her Haagen Daaz chocolate ice cream, I look at bedding on JCPenney (I bought a lovely warmer weather set), I whisper things in Spanish to the sleeping boy, and I make him whisper things in his own language too. I love the pace of the day.