Enduring Cold Showers

An evening post. Let's begin with a countdown:

1

0

Countdown over! That was fun.

 That's how many biology labs I have left. Only 1 yayayayayayayay! I cannot put into words how excited I am. Oh wait, I can. I am so so SOOOOOOO so excited to be finished with my biology lab class. So excited, that I would run around campus at 3 in the morning screaming "victory, victory, victory" at the top of my lungs for 45 minutes if it meant that the last bio lab would come quicker. I feel like I did a good job expressing my excitement. Good for me. Yay!

Shame, biology gives me good stuff for my blogging. I'm going to miss it. And I really pray that I don't have another class to replace it in its ridiculousness, but it would be funny. Mom laughed at my story today. Lab was cancelled, as was class. But I still went to lab, because I didn't receive a notice saying that I shouldn't. So I get there, and half of the class shows up along with the professor. She proceeds to tell us that it would be pointless for us to work in class, so we were all dismissed and are to complete an Internet assignment by next Monday.

God is good.

Can somebody say high school? Thank you.

So due to the cancellation of my huge, stinky pile of biology crap, I've completed 5 things and 5 things only today.

1. Made it to/through English (woohoo).

2. Did a load of white/light laundry.

3. Did a load of dark laundry.

4. Washed my sheets/towels

5. Took a nap.

This day, while totally and completely unproductive, was very nice. I haven't had much time to enjoy breathing in the past few weeks! No like for real, I haven't.

But I have been having fun! Mom, Dad and MC spent the weekend with me, shopping and spending money! Spending Daddy's money, that is... He's such a good man.

A good trooper too. He spent a Saturday walking around an overly crowded mall full of families with little kids in strollers screaming their heads off and old men in green track suits giving strange looks when all we wanted was a soft pretzel and a lemonade.

Weird man.

But yes, my father was a good sport. He's definitely a keeper for sure!

MC and Dad told me a pretty funny story. You may ask Dad to tell you- he does it best!

They were alllllll pumped for our parade =)

My roommate just informed me that our shower hates us and refuses to produce hot water. Great. I'm in line for the shower next.

This definitely gives me something to look forward to. YES.

Here I go... cold, cold, cold.

Woohoo!