There’s a thrill that comes from singing with friends.
Especially if you’re singing Disney songs. Very loudly. And off key. On the roof of your dormitory.
Serenading the very confused couples congregating on the sidewalk below who are wondering where the disembodied love songs are coming from.
Friday nights are meant for such nonsense.
I assure you that all we had consumed was popcorn.
I’m not sure what it is about standing around with a group of like-minded people, all of whom are equally exhausted and equally willing to laugh at just about anything—but craziness happens. And singing happens. And happiness happens.
And then, after one has completely blown one’s vocal cords, the only logical thing to do is to retreat to one’s room and listen to more epic love songs. And epic Disney songs. And epic Disney love songs.
Long week? What makes you think I’ve had a long week?