Its funny how when your classes are over, you really don't know if you'll see your classmates ever again, and so I said to Katie the other night, "Well, have a good life." Although this is a very small town in someways and it is quite possible that you will run into them again unless they move to Europe or California. But then, you could possibly run into them in Disneyland. It's happened before. I've at least seen Casey three times this semester on campus, and he'd been the one last year to tell me, "Okay, have a good life, and walked out of Building D on Murray Campus.
I was thinking about it during the last train ride with Luke, and how I probably wouldn't ever see him again, but I'd meet the same guy a few more times before I graduate. I'll have several more boyfriends to ride the trains with, or talk about Norma Jean concerts in Ogden, or be upset about Spanish with.
So....so long Luke, and Katie with the tattoos and there was Charles whom I had loved a year ago in ENGL 2500, or William that I went to the Art Barn with who was tall and had smart glasses, and I could never tell if he was all the way straight...
I will meet you again, or I will not meet you, and no hard feelings.