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Day 10 It was 2 a.m. the other night and me and Karena were talking in my dorm when we noticed a really loud pitter patter coming from outside… we peek through my blinds to see a faulty sprinkler spewing out loads of water. Karena told me she had an urge to run through it and I simply told her “Let’s do it”. So there we were, running around outside in the middle of the night giggling like little girls, preparing ourselves to run through what looked like a free shower. Despite how minuscule this event seemed to be, it proved to be far from that :) We were laughing so loudly that Aaron even had to walk out to ask what us idiots were doing outside at this hour. Small moments like these are a constant reminder that life is so good. I couldn’t have asked for a better life, and even more, good friends to share it with.

Day 10

It was 2 a.m. the other night and me and Karena were talking in my dorm when we noticed a really loud pitter patter coming from outside… we peek through my blinds to see a faulty sprinkler spewing out loads of water. Karena told me she had an urge to run through it and I simply told her “Let’s do it”.

So there we were, running around outside in the middle of the night giggling like little girls, preparing ourselves to run through what looked like a free shower. Despite how minuscule this event seemed to be, it proved to be far from that :) We were laughing so loudly that Aaron even had to walk out to ask what us idiots were doing outside at this hour.

Small moments like these are a constant reminder that life is so good. I couldn’t have asked for a better life, and even more, good friends to share it with.


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