Alex - 25 - British - Recently of San Francisco - Still sentimental - Dates a girl who reads - Blogs exclusively through a queue - Cooking at CCSF - Writing daily - Is not and never has been a species of tree.
That’s my old campus, where I spent three happy years. You can clearly see the ziggurats in one of which I lived for my first year. Yo the far-left is a camouflaged structure - grass on the roof. It’s a museum. I can see the building in which my classrooms lived, and I can see the library too, built large enough to house a million books. You can just about see the sports field in the top right corner, where I never went, but below it, on the other side of the trees, is the large hall that was frequently used for the WoD livegames that I loved so much, and indeed still do.
The large field behind the campus, where we can see the gigantic chimney, is the location from which the annual fireworks are shot, for “Sparks in the Park.” The picture is dominated mostly, of course, by the lake, around which many happy picnics and were had, and many drinks were drunk, all the way through from the first term to graduation day.