| Current mood: |  surprised |
| Current music: | Sky Stroll, by Joe Hisaishi |
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Well, tonight's organized chaos turned out to end in a happy surprise for me. Running from the English majors' banquet with Art Lindsley at 6:30 (and leaving early to do so, mind you) to my room to grab my passport to go to my BFC meeting at the Hollingsworths' and then from there (again, leaving early) running to the Phantastes reading group a little after 9 certainly tested my strength. But it turned out to be all the more convenient that I should be late to the reading, since it gave my sneaky little friends a chance to prepare for a birthday surprise for me. (^_^)
Michael mysteriously began to ask if they should begin "the singing" or something, and my first thought was, "oh no, don't tell me we're taking up a new tradition of singing a hymn or something before every meeting like we always do in class" (not that that's a bad thing, but it would be sort of odd in that setting). Then, after some clandestine looks and whispers, I realized what was about to befall me. The singing of "Happy Birthday" to none other than myself. I loved it, yes, but man was I embarrassed, lol. Then Michelle handed me a card that everybody (and then some) had signed, a beautiful drawing Elizabeth made for me, and an expertly iced cupcake from a plate holding a batch of them that she made herself (love love!). I tell you, I love those guys. I love them. Do you hear me, guys? I love you! Honestly, I figured my birthday would be overlooked this year since I'm not going to be in town for most of my actual birthday anyway... due to my extended weekend at home to come, weeeee.
I am a happy little bean.
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