One more day

This really is the end, isn't it?

So thursday night everyone met up in the basement to do some chill drinking and tell stories from the trip. Impressions were done, confessions were made, and everyone had a great time. Then people went out for the night, most everyone going to a bar/club in Leicester Square. I went for a bit, but I wasn't feeling too hot and wasn't really having fun, so I came back home and called it a night.

Today Knaresborough has started to empty out, and everyone remaining did the things they still wanted to do in the city before they left. Deanna and I did some shopping on Marylebone St. and took a rowboat out in Regents Park. Now it's dinnertime, and it's going to be a feast because everyone is making whatever food they have left so as not to waste it.

Tonight, some people may go out, a bunch don't plan on it. Me? Not sure yet. We leave for the airport tomorrow at noon, so the fun's almost over. I'm coming home soon.

Oh, and we got our finals back. Got a 92, which means an A for the course overall. No sweat.