Welp, i am most definately not in the mood to do my Microcomputer homework...so here goes a nice lil' xanga entry. Nothing much exciting is going on this week...aside from school work and 39024803242932423873898 practices for Greek Sing...so how about i talk about this past weekend. Saturday afternoon the ob exec girls decided that some "girls only" time was needed off campus...so we kidnapped Forte from skit writing with her committee, threw her in the trunk (literally), and went to Wendy's (we ate outside of course, because i wanted a picnic in a forested area). Here are some pictures...just because i feel that illustrations are essential to those visual learners out there. Actually i just don't feel like typing anymore.

Lauren, Forte and Rosie looking adorable...and p.s. we saw a groundhog in the field behind them. I really wanted to chase it, but i resisted the urge. Just so ya know.

Katie, me, and Holly...annnd the tree that looks like it's coming out of my head? That had to suffice as our "forested area".

Our attempt at a self-portrait in Wendy's. By the way, they now have vanilla flavored frosties...decent, but nothing's good as the original.
The Gala was also this past weekend ... after i decided i was healthy enough to make it...i decided to go. 1 nap, 2 dayquil, and 1 doubleshot of espresso later...i went. i don't really feel like typing any more. i'm still in a picture mood. so...here are some pictures of the Gala...

The lovely Lauren Erena and I.

Kylie's in the middle to make things symmetrical...and this caption is gay.

Meet Sam. Sam's my study buddy. Sam shaved his head. I miss his hair.

I love Laura-Kate Denny. This picture is hilarious, and p.s. my flash is way too bright.

Mitch and I...this kid's amazing...and he has red hair. You can't help but love him. :)

Rothy...my "inconvenience twin"...we like to mix things up.

LK and I decided we have a non-superficial relationship. Here's a serious picture to confirm that....(except we really don't do serious...this just looks more scary than anything).

Tommy Yimmy, Caleb Yimmy, and Pete Yimmy. *note: Yimmy is an actual person...not a sound you put at the end of someone's name.

J Breeeeese throws poultry in my hair during lunch, but we're still friends. :)

More Zetaaaas!

Chase Mebabes and I...aka POLISH blood relatives.
Well...that's about enough of that. The End. |