I'm not gonna lie...
So I made it back to DC in one piece. The trip home was rough, to say the least. Aside from the fact that I bought the wrong plane ticket, Super Shuttle fucked up royally. To make a long story short they showed up an hour and a half late, the frist time the van arrived it never stopped and just kept driving through campus, and when it returned the driver got out and started cursing me out. It was not a very pleasant experience.
Steffi's mom made me calzone, one for Steff and one for me, to bring back to DC. It is delicious. I love Mrs. Cappucci's calzone, it is one of my favorite things in the world. It reminds me of the summer before ninth grade for some reason.
It was nice to be home, considering the circumstances. There are some things I don't miss though, such as my brothers waking me up at 6 am, the cat peeing on my bed, having to walk the dog, and sharing a bathroom with a little brother. It was nice though. Wednesday night my mom got steamers and lobster for dinner, it was magnificent.
I slept through practice this morning. We didn't have a real water practice, but rather a cardio workout in the gym. I felt bad. I heard my alarm go off and I remember turning it off and telling myself I needed to get up. The next thing I know Julia's alarm went off and it was 8:00. Not cool. And instead of getting up then I continued to stay in bed for most of the day. My 12:45 got cancelled so my first class of the day wasn't until 3:35. I didn't get out of bed and dressed until 3:15. It was actualy quite nice, something I deffinately needed.
All my suitemates are going away this weekend, so that leaves me in here all by myself. I should be ecstatic that I have no roomates for a weekend, cause when is that ever going ot happen again? But instead I am sad and it makes me feel lonely. I love my roomates so much. We get along so well together too. So for the weekend it is just me and my good old buddy Merdock (the frog Jonny got me).
There was a class of 2007 night at Chipotle tonight. It was wonderful. I love their buritos so much. I did, however, disappoint all the heavyweights everywhere. I did not finish my burito, which is a deffinate no no in my boat. Fortunately Staffy was there to hide my fault. What would I do without her?
Some crewbies got me addicted to the face book. It is this wonderful site in which you can pretty much stalk whoever you want. It is so addicting. I find myself spending hours reading peeople's profiles. It is deffinately going to be the reason I fail out of school, and I blame one Caitlin Medora Stafford for this obsession.
Steffi's mom made me calzone, one for Steff and one for me, to bring back to DC. It is delicious. I love Mrs. Cappucci's calzone, it is one of my favorite things in the world. It reminds me of the summer before ninth grade for some reason.
It was nice to be home, considering the circumstances. There are some things I don't miss though, such as my brothers waking me up at 6 am, the cat peeing on my bed, having to walk the dog, and sharing a bathroom with a little brother. It was nice though. Wednesday night my mom got steamers and lobster for dinner, it was magnificent.
I slept through practice this morning. We didn't have a real water practice, but rather a cardio workout in the gym. I felt bad. I heard my alarm go off and I remember turning it off and telling myself I needed to get up. The next thing I know Julia's alarm went off and it was 8:00. Not cool. And instead of getting up then I continued to stay in bed for most of the day. My 12:45 got cancelled so my first class of the day wasn't until 3:35. I didn't get out of bed and dressed until 3:15. It was actualy quite nice, something I deffinately needed.
All my suitemates are going away this weekend, so that leaves me in here all by myself. I should be ecstatic that I have no roomates for a weekend, cause when is that ever going ot happen again? But instead I am sad and it makes me feel lonely. I love my roomates so much. We get along so well together too. So for the weekend it is just me and my good old buddy Merdock (the frog Jonny got me).
There was a class of 2007 night at Chipotle tonight. It was wonderful. I love their buritos so much. I did, however, disappoint all the heavyweights everywhere. I did not finish my burito, which is a deffinate no no in my boat. Fortunately Staffy was there to hide my fault. What would I do without her?
Some crewbies got me addicted to the face book. It is this wonderful site in which you can pretty much stalk whoever you want. It is so addicting. I find myself spending hours reading peeople's profiles. It is deffinately going to be the reason I fail out of school, and I blame one Caitlin Medora Stafford for this obsession.