Gordon College is a fun place to be in the summer. I wish it was like that all year long. Between the pleasant weather, seeing two of my dearest friends, lounging in Tavilla luxery, and having a golf cart to wheel us around campus, life could not get any better. Yes, you heard me correctly. Charis somehow managed to hold the keys to my dream ride... the gordon golf cart. For two years now i could only imagine how great it must feel riding through the walkways at a decent speed, sweeping by those students walking to class, while the cool wind blows on my face. This fantasy became a reality, and i was not let down by my high expectations.
Charis, the crazy indian driver without a liscense, took me around sharp turns, down steep hills, and over the freshly cut grass. We smiled and waved as jealous boys played frisbee on the quad and as tired faculty walked from Frost to their cars. Two years later and it's finally my turn to ride on the cart.
I'm done reminiscing now. I'll leave you with some pictures under the lj-cut.
Charis and I are about to go for a ride
Irene thinks that this picture is the best thing since sliced bread, so i'll put it in here. she took this one with the quaint coy pond in the background.
Charis bought the Chi, a $100 straigtener. It's the only thing to tame Irene's free-spirited hair. (which i'm really jealous of, by the way)
Bed time with Peter (the dog)
Peter is big pimpin'
last but not least...feet!!!
p.s. it would be nice to see more summer updates on this community since i never see any of you. no pressure though.