It's about time.
Okay, so I figure that it's probably about time that I grace you all with the wondrousness of a LiveJournal entry by moi, so here you go!!
Although, seeing as how it's been like half a year since writing a word on this thing, I don't really have any wise words to put here. Goodness knows I have no idea what I'm supposed to write, but here goes anyway:
So the First Semester of Sophomore Year is officially over at 2:30 tomorrow. I have my Philosophy Exam at 1:30, and then I'm hightailing it up to Northern Virginia and starting my break off RIGHT. I'm meeting my Uncle & Aunt for dinner tomorrow night, then Thursday night I believe there is an "80s Sweater Party" in the works, Friday is my brother's birthday including a highly anticipated Birthday Party, and Saturday is a Holiday Party. Then Sunday I board a plane and arrive in Canada promptly at 6:30 PM (barring any unforeseen delays, of course.)
So needless to say, my party schedule's already pretty well booked. And I LOVE it. So! Canada friends! Prepare yourselves. Because starting Monday I am proudly back on the books (so to speak) and ready to party it up! This has been a killer of a semester, and I think that I deserve, nay, NEED the chance to relax. The one sad part? I, unfortunately, am still 18 years old. And that, of course, means that I am still rather limited to the Quebec side of Canada for all my partying needs. However, I'm desperately (and I do not use that word lightly, mind you) hoping that since I am in Canada, oh, roughly twice a year, my dear friends might be willing to make the slight sacrifice of hauling ass out to Hull with me every now and then. And if not, well, then you're all just douches. Enough said. Hahahaha.
I really am totally stoked to be heading back north though, especially when I think about the fact that I haven't actually been in Canada since MAY 18th or some crap like that. Isn't that ridiculous?!?! I've practically become completely American!! What a travesty!! Hahahahahaha. Oh man, it's so true though, and that's the sad part. So I'm going to wrap this up because most of you have probably stopped reading at this point, but I really, really am excited to be coming home (finally!) and being able to spend some quality time with you guys. ("Awwww!")
Ew. Okay, cheesiness limit broached, so I'm peacing out of this sob-fest. I'm expecting some phone calls guys, so don't skimp, alright? And also, my mom canceled my cell phone because she hates me, so I'm gonna be confined to house calls till I get one of those "Pay-As-You-Go" things. 613-842-8165. Don't mess. ;)
I guess not bad for a general-life-update-type-entry, right? And if you ended up disappointed... well, sucks to be you. Hehehe. Love you guys, and can't wait to freeze my skin off in the Great White North in a mere 5 days!! Get excited (I know you already must be. ;))
Love, love, love.
Gretch
Although, seeing as how it's been like half a year since writing a word on this thing, I don't really have any wise words to put here. Goodness knows I have no idea what I'm supposed to write, but here goes anyway:
So the First Semester of Sophomore Year is officially over at 2:30 tomorrow. I have my Philosophy Exam at 1:30, and then I'm hightailing it up to Northern Virginia and starting my break off RIGHT. I'm meeting my Uncle & Aunt for dinner tomorrow night, then Thursday night I believe there is an "80s Sweater Party" in the works, Friday is my brother's birthday including a highly anticipated Birthday Party, and Saturday is a Holiday Party. Then Sunday I board a plane and arrive in Canada promptly at 6:30 PM (barring any unforeseen delays, of course.)
So needless to say, my party schedule's already pretty well booked. And I LOVE it. So! Canada friends! Prepare yourselves. Because starting Monday I am proudly back on the books (so to speak) and ready to party it up! This has been a killer of a semester, and I think that I deserve, nay, NEED the chance to relax. The one sad part? I, unfortunately, am still 18 years old. And that, of course, means that I am still rather limited to the Quebec side of Canada for all my partying needs. However, I'm desperately (and I do not use that word lightly, mind you) hoping that since I am in Canada, oh, roughly twice a year, my dear friends might be willing to make the slight sacrifice of hauling ass out to Hull with me every now and then. And if not, well, then you're all just douches. Enough said. Hahahaha.
I really am totally stoked to be heading back north though, especially when I think about the fact that I haven't actually been in Canada since MAY 18th or some crap like that. Isn't that ridiculous?!?! I've practically become completely American!! What a travesty!! Hahahahahaha. Oh man, it's so true though, and that's the sad part. So I'm going to wrap this up because most of you have probably stopped reading at this point, but I really, really am excited to be coming home (finally!) and being able to spend some quality time with you guys. ("Awwww!")
Ew. Okay, cheesiness limit broached, so I'm peacing out of this sob-fest. I'm expecting some phone calls guys, so don't skimp, alright? And also, my mom canceled my cell phone because she hates me, so I'm gonna be confined to house calls till I get one of those "Pay-As-You-Go" things. 613-842-8165. Don't mess. ;)
I guess not bad for a general-life-update-type-entry, right? And if you ended up disappointed... well, sucks to be you. Hehehe. Love you guys, and can't wait to freeze my skin off in the Great White North in a mere 5 days!! Get excited (I know you already must be. ;))
Love, love, love.
Gretch