Day 8 - ASB 2005

Saturday
March 12, 2005

Driving, driving, driving.
I was able to get some shut-eye during the night. By morning time, everyone was pretty anxious to reach Cashville again.



We stopped in Little Rock at Nader’s house. I got two words: Albaloo polo. Bah bah! It was so nice to be in a Persian home again. Upon reaching there, only 5 and ½ hours left in our journey.

By that time I was a little grumpy due to: lack of sleep, food, end of a dank week, school starting, watching a sappy love story, and being in a cramped van.

30 minutes away from Nashville, the girls turned up the music in the car so we’d all be awake for our ride into town. As we pulled into the driving circle of Towers, we blasted Madonna’s “Like a prayer”….what had been the wake-up song all week. And the guys had Alabama’s “Dixie landilie” bumpin in their van. haha, what a homecoming.

I was back in my dorm by 1am.

Here’s to: “Madonna, Jack Johnson, Fluff, Gracie, Loco (the mayor of the dump), Morgan the Duck, awesomeness in the morning, the advil incident, diaphram raviolis, laughing until it hurts, 24 hour van drive insanity, beach and sunny days.....but most of all missing the most DANK week ever!! Bring me back to Bville!!!!" - Kelly

couldnt've said it better myself. yeah for the dankest ASB group!


Fluff! (don't hate me for putting up this pic, haha)


Now it’s back into the swing of school. Trying to ride the spring break high as long as it will last. Have much to think about and an awesome group to keep in touch with.
B-ville ASBers, be sure you post comments! Got anything to add? Let me know.

more pictures can be found at http://photos.yahoo.com/chaya221

Keep it real, palabra! Para verdad. ;o)