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Friday afternoon would roll around after a week of catching up on sleep
That was missed from the weekend before
Class time was great for catching up on sleep
We'd bomb right over to the donut shop to collect bags of whatever we
Could get our hands on
It usually ended up to be an abundance that would start the night off
The sound was like music
We were a movie
Then heading to the packie
With hopes that a fake id would be enough to make it a little more lively
We'd drive around for hours with no direction and no goal except to act stupid
And intertwine ourselves into situations to laugh about
