Last Bomber of 4B

The last Bomber night of 4B, of undergrad.. forever. As with the first Bomber night of the semester, we got there early; not quite as early as the first night (which was at 6:45pm), but we figured 8:00pm would be decent, and early enough to beat the line.

Boy, were we wrong. We still waited for an hour before we got in, and we had been close to the front to begin with. I heard people were lined up for 3 hours and didn't get in. Suckers.

The final Bomber for THE Clubbing Buddies. Wessy and I converted you girls. Thank us.

Melo and the happy couple, pre-nuptuals.

The Roomies, Bev, Rohit and Michelle, enjoying the last.. time.. ever.

Here's my soulmate and I at Bomber. And here, I was converted, back to my fob days. Thanks, soulmate. And a special thanks to Melo for giving the world a nice good look at my underwear. It's for just such an occassion that my cute underwear was strategically planned.

Aww.. doesn't that look like so much fun??

It's too bad I missed most of it, and left at 1:00am. Thanks for all those concerned. No legs need to be broken, but thanks for the offers.

The night continues with DJ and I outside the math building, on the bench by the fountain, followed by a nice tour of the dinosaur museum. Even in 4B, there are parts of the university I've never even been to. We somehow ended up in the basement level of RCH.. napping.

Thanks for bringing me home, DJ. And I am not like any other crazy girl. Just sometimes. Maybe.