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Couple O’ Fun Stories.

Posted by: rabbitatduke on: April 19, 2009

AHHHH!! Is it really… really almost finals week? And… grad… won’t say it. Ugly word that is. Still, the almost end of my spring has been filled with a little/a lot of fun.

In some form of chronological order by my cheese brained memory:

1. I was out jogging on Friday when towards the end of my run I saw his brown fox… then I realized it was a Lab off leash. I thought “geez, these owners are brave to let their dog off leash.” Then I saw a couple, and a another guy behind them and I thought, wonder if the dog belongs to the couple or that big burly dude behind them. Then I think, “Hmm… that guy reminds me of someone.” Then the guy stops next to a water fountain, whistles to the dog and turns to his, I assume, girlfriend and speaks in a British accent, “do you want some water?”

I think, “Gee, even his voice reminds me of that someone.” Then it hits me… IT’S ORLANDO BLOOM. Yes, read that sentence again. Orlando Bloom. My first and probably last celebrity sighting. Clearly I did what ever sane person would do and stopped mid jog to stretch so I could catch more of a glimpse. (Him and Colin Firth are filming about 10 mins from my school. In case you’re thinking, geez Cass, isn’t Orlando Bloom a little out of his element in Durham.)

2. I am the President of Chapel Choir. I’m so happy. I’m not too sure what the conductor thinks cause somewhere deep down, I’m pretty sure our relationship is love-hate. But yeah.

3. So Saturday was glorious weather. Glorious. I wandered around campus without doing much productive work. Went to an outdoor party with this water slide thingie and OH THAT WAS FUUUN! Then later that night I got dressed up, went to Chilli’s (classy, I know), went to DUI’s Big Show (amazing improv. Thank you Dean Sue. Thank you Coach K… and Mojo the Monkey… no!) Then then then then, I went to my Semi Formal. Considering I planned it… I was glad it was good. Apparently I do have the ability to make social things fun. I went with my friend and we had a blast. I’ll claim he had a blast too. Someday, I’ll thank him for putting up with my neuroticism about how the semi was going to explode in my face. Oh beans.

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