The weekend before last, I went to Mizzou and oh my goodness was it fun!
My Big & travel buddy, Grayson, and I left Kirksville for our people in Columbia right after class. The amount of bags I had for 2 days was excessive, but hey I’ve never regretted being prepared for every occasion. She was spending the weekend with her twin, and I was moving in with Annie, a best friend from high school.
You see, I live in a very exclusive bubble in Kirksville. The biggest decision of the day is whether I’ll have Greek yogurt or almonds for my morning snack. And whichever one I don’t have, I’ll eat in the afternoon. So when I arrived in Columbia, I was thrilled to see all of the shops and restaurants. The feeling of jealousy was also creeping through.
I pulled into a 15-minute parking spot to give Annie all the hugs and excitement for the weekend ahead of us. We had seriously missed each other SO MUCH. So far, so good- but if everything went smooth, this would be boring right? Right. I went to move my car, and it was flat stuck in park. I called a few people, but this thing was not moving. Now, if you think we were going to address a broken car before continuing our fun and planned out weekend you are dead wrong. We locked the car and prayed for it to be there in the morning #Seeya.
Our concert started at 7, but we were just sitting down to a dining hall meal and calling an uber around 7:10. Classic. Florida Georgia Line gave us all the feels as we danced and sang to every song! We were having such a fabulous time, to say the least, and the people around us could attest. The night did not end there because of course I needed to see what all the rave of Mizzou is. (Don’t worry, I did- I certainly did.)
The next morning (praise Jesus) my car was still there! We miraculously moved it to the parking garage and I caught lunch with some fun dudes. They showed me around and brought me back to Annie, where we laid on the floor of her room for hours and hours just plain talking. Oh, how I’ve missed these friends and the happiness they bring to my life.
Dinner came and went and we turned our wild night out to a perfect night in. We put on our jammies and discovered Gooey Butter Cake ice cream with delivered Hot Box cookies. We all know I would choose good friends and sweets over a loud crowd any day all day. But seriously, if Annie would have said we’re going to a Prom, I would have pulled a ball gown out of my Mary Poppins bag- THAT is how prepared I was.
My last day arrived and I had to deal with this car- this dreaded car. I made a trip to the parking garage, with one too many bags, to pull out my keys. Or should I say my key chains? The only thing I had was my puffball and pineapple- the key was gone. As in G-O-N-E, gone. Not only was my car most likely stuck in park, but I couldn’t even start it to see!
A quick call to mom, and in two short hours she was there! Lunch in Columbia and then a drive back to Kirksville. Seriously WHAT would I do without her? I balled when she had to leave me, but she did get me fruit and coffee before she made the departure, so I’d call it even.
All in all my weekend at Mizzou was beyond fun. I loved catching up with my friends, popping the Kirksville bubble, and getting to see my mom was just the icing on the cake. Weekends like these that turn straight into memories are what makes life fabulous. And oh how fabulous it is.
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