As I sit here in my room, on my own labtop [Not Steve's or any of the computers in the newsroom]…I am so…I don’t know. It’s as if I feel like somethings missing. 18 people, plus staff are all missing. Right now, what I want to be doing at 2 am is having random conversation about some crazy topic in a cramped unappealing white walled dorm, is tupac dead? Did the goverment plan 9/11? Oh the joyous talks we had.
But it’s hit me, no more chartwells..no more sleepless night..no more watching danielle iron her clothes…no more of me and amanda looking at eachother and knowing exactly what one another are thinking…no more pranks…no more long walks to the comm school….no more…it’s over..Montage 2010 is over..
Thanks for giving me the experience of a life time guys, each and every one of you…those 3 weeks were the best 3 weeks of my life…I’ll never forget all the good times we’ve had.