While driving home from JL, a group of U of I students (boys) hollered at me. Sure, my inner feminist was all “I am not an object!” but the rest of me? Quite flattered. My hair did look really good – it was nice they noticed!
Also, I was able to flag down a car that had forgotten to turn its headlights on, thus completing my good deed requirement of the year. (Just kidding. I do good deeds all year long! Handing out watermelons counts as a good deed, right?).