I packed a sweater. Than I took it out again. Then I put it back in my bag.
I didn't use the restroom during the entire five hours because I didn't want to bother the girl sitting next to me on the bus. She looked grumpy.
I didn't do any research, I just applied to a few schools because I'd heard of them. You know, Harvard, Duke, Rice, The New School. It worked out OK, I guess.
I didn't kiss her, even though I wanted to.
I changed my pants three times this morning. I'm still not sure this matches.
I ate peanut butter and jelly for about five days straight because I hate going to the grocery store.
I broke my glasses in July. I finally got tired of not being able to read the street signs and replaced them. In January.
I teared up a little watching Spiderman 2.