Ayo tricks.

It's my birthday! :D I'm twenty years old and that means I'm an old lady.

But this decade is going to be the best one yet, holla? Ohhhh yes.

We blew out of this town.

Well I have time on Christmas Eve to talk about the trip...!

We did it! Why? Here, a perfect example demonstrated through a text conversation between me and my friend, Mark.
Mark: I'm jealous of you and Katie having fun in the sun... down in Florida. The cape is so boring haha
Stephanie: Duh we already knew that, that's why we left!

Katie and I hit the road Saturday morning (I spent a good hour and a half at home before she picked me up to spend the night at her house haha) and headed towards Jupiter. We had every intention of driving straight there, but we decided to follow our parents' advice and get a hotel. Though then I remembered that my Godbrother, Ryan, recently moved to North Carolina, and he was amazing enough to take us in for the night. It was amazing to see him and catch up, I haven't seen him in years. We left the next morning and headed to Florida!

We spent that night and the next two days relaxing on the beach, shopping, and hanging out with Katie's sister, Rachel, and Rachel's fiance. I bought these amazing PJ pants at H&M that I'm obsessed with, got my free birthday gift and some lotion at Sephora, and walked away with a really nice, deep tan (at least on my arms and kinda my face). The trip was so, so, so worth it.




The drive was long and it was tough towards the end, but it was all okay because I was with my best friend. And it was FUN sitting in a car with her. We talked about everything underneath the sun and I really had an awesome time.

When we finally got back, I finally saw Samantha! We exchanged Christmas gifts (she got me Assholes Finish First by Tucker Max... such a trashy read, I love it. And I got her a framed picture of us and winter break coupons) and then went out. We went to Mark's house with another friend, Cory. My mom just looked at me funny when I told her I was going out, and I simply replied "Mom, life doesn't stop!" And she should know better than anyone.

Can't stop won't stop not once not never all day every day seven days a week. ;)

All in all, I've been having a fantastic winter break, and I've only been off for a week. Can't wait to see what the rest has in store for me!

Well, we did it. Stephanie and I drove all the way from Cape Cod, Massachusetts to Jupiter, Florida. In about 25 hours each way.

It was so worth it to sit on the beach in 75 degree weather and leave with a tan line.

We'll update about it later, but it's Christmas Eve!

Finals are officially here.

You can tell, because today I spent an unusual amount of time in the gym, my roommate is about to clean our room to within an inch of its life, and I find it reasonable that I want to lay on the floor in my bra and sweatpants and do sit-ups (which I completely hate). No one is posting anything interesting on Facebook. 24 hour quiet hours start tonight at 11, but I doubt I'm going to be able to sleep any better.

Finals are here and I'm about to lose my mind.

It isn't that I'm stressed about finals--at least, not in the way Katie is. I don't get stressed like she does--but I guess I'm something else. A direct comparison between her and I isn't fair, so I'm not going to bother trying to make one. I don't know what I am about finals.

I just know I'm excited to drive down the east coast and be in Florida for a few days.

Almost homeward bound! (Remember that movie? It was so depressing.)

I have survived 2/3 of my finals. Nursing was Monday, psych was today, and then A&P is on Thursday.
But if you can believe it, almost going home isn't the only exciting thing that has happened lately. I've made some very good friends here in the past week, and I'm just glad that I have things like Florida and Stephanie's birthday and New Years and my wisdom teeth being removed to keep me occupied the month that we're home.
I can't even begin to write about it, so I won't.

I am just in such a good mood, the daunting task of starting to learn the Krebs cycle and metabolic/respiratory acidosis/alkalosis in less than 48 hours isn't even as depressing as it should be.

:)

We'll be sure to take an obnoxious amount of pictures on our way to Florida!

I plead temporary insanity.

Dearest Blogger,
Katie's finals week is next week. She gets four reading days and then has her finals next week. My finals are next Friday, after one reading day.

I don't think we'll be updating much until after our trip to Florida. So please forgive us and accept our plea of temporary insanity.

Thanks so much, and wish us luck on our finals!

XOXO,
S

Drum roll, please.

There's only two research papers and two exams standing between me and home!

Quick break from research to brag. Okay bye.

Edit later: Oh I should tell my story from today.

I got up early (for me on a Tuesday) and decided to go to the gym (which I do every single day now, yeppppp). Normal enough. As usual, I left my phone and my money and all my worldly possessions in my room and made my way down to the gym. I did my normal workout, but towards the end of working out I noticed a lot of people standing in front of the desk where I left my ID. I was not pleased, because I looked like hell and wasn't keen on going out there and retrieving it looking like I did.

Don't worry, though, my disturbing looks weren't the problem.

During my workout I noticed two firetrucks outside, in between my building and the freshman dorms. I vaguely thought "I hope my building isn't on fire" but mostly I was excited because I love. Love. Love firetrucks. And by love I mean LOVE. Anyway, I went about my business as usual, retrieved my ID and went outside to go into my building.

NOPE. Access denied. A fireman was standing outside turning anyone away who wanted to go in. A small crowd had gathered and soon my RD was going through, followed by someone else in housing who, over his shoulder, told us it would be awhile.

Mk.

My friend was outside and I went over to him, asked what was up, and he told me that someone had been smoking in their room and set off the fire alarms and sprinkler system.

I was irritated, of course, but I went back to the gym and got back on the machines while Facebooking through my iPod trying to get Katie's attention. THANK GOODNESS she happened to be on, because soon I was on my way over to her academic campus where she gave me a sweater and fed me. Then I sat in on her nursing lecture for an hour before I was aloud to go back.

Ridiculous, I tell you. But hey, firetrucks!

Today is Katie's birthday!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY VERY BEST FRIEND.

And here is where the story of our relationship becomes Blogger-official.

Katie and I met in seventh grade, when I talked too much in math class and had to be moved next to the quietest girl in class. That girl was Katie, and we bonded over stupid middle school things. It wasn't until 8th grade that we became close, bonding at a friend's sleepover because of our mutual love of a stuffed monkey, who Katie named Stephan, which is how we became the monkey twins.

I think it was then that we became inseparable.



We spent the first two and a half years of high school with lockers right next to each other and in the same history class. We spent Friday nights at her house with James and Dylan, playing Mario Kart and Mario Party (which she always wins, and I've only just started to question why we bother playing). This remains one of our favorite at-home activities to this day.

Anyway, our junior year, we had a falling out. Whenever anyone asks why, I always reply it was over a boy- a juvenile enough answer, because the person asking always assumes it was a lot less complicated than it really was. Saves me the explaining. We stopped speaking, completely, senior year. Anyway, anyway, she went away to college and I stayed at home to attend community college for a year while figuring out my next move. But when I was accepted and decided to enroll in the college located across the street from her's, I knew that things needed to at least be different.

I ended up getting really lucky. We met on the town green and talked about what had happened between us, and before we knew it, we were falling back into step with each other. And it happened quick!



Today, I'm happy to (again) call her my bff. We go to school across from each other and we have weekly It's Like A Wednesday dates, where we venture to Harvard Square and get bubble tea in all it's deliciousness.

Tonight, I'm going out to celebrate with her and her friends from school. I already gave her her presents, which included a surprise party I threw at home for her so she wouldn't miss out on celebrating with friends from home. :)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KATIE WAY, LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU!

Dear girl who paces back and forth down our hall talking on the phone,

I now know that you got him Call of Duty for Christmas and yes, it's now facebook official. As much as I enjoy hearing your nails-on-a-chalkboard conversations fading in and out as you repeatedly walk past my room, I need you to stop. It's getting a little bit out of control, and I can no longer successfully slam my door in a passive aggressive manner as you walk by because of the copious amounts of wrapping paper and other Christmas decorations on it that are hindering its maximum slamming ability. So please, do every single girl who has complained about you on this floor a favor and stick to annoying only your roommate as you talk for (literally) hours on end.

Very sincerely,
Katie

PS- Dee called on the random communal phone across from my door, and she says her recital is tomorrow.