You really get to know someone when you live in an cement-walled, eight-foot-wide cubicle.
She's a friend who I can not see for months but then when we see each other we'll pick up right where we left off.
I just realized I don't think I have ANY pictures of us together anymore since they were on my computer when the hard drive died on me and I lost everything on it a couple of years ago.
And then later I ran into some other girls from my freshman dorm, and my goodness they are just two of the most Beautiful people I know. The kind of girls who are so kind and brilliant and creative and funny and pretty that they make me damn jealous and make me want to hate them but I can't because they emanate too much goodness that I just want them to like me.
Oh, and apparently someone else on campus has stolen my identity except for she's a TA for a rock climbing class. Who knew? Identity theft is not a joke!
And some of my favorite people I know from freshman year are coming home from their missions this year!
Goodness, two years go by fast.