S: I can't believe this is happening.

I have pretty much had the worst day ever.

After sociology, I went to health services because I've had an infection on my leg for the past few weeks. Its disgusting and I don't want to go into a whole lot of detail on it, but I felt like a grown-up (even though I was petrified) going to the doctor and making the appointment and getting my health insurance info all on my own.

I went in there with an infection and walked away being treated for Lyme disease.

The nurse practitioner said that under normal circumstances, I wouldn't be treated for Lyme. However, since I'm from the Cape, my mother and grandmother have full-blown Lyme, and I'm a carrier for it, she's putting me on this awful medication that makes me thirsty and irritable and light sensitive as a precautionary thing.

To top it all off, I don't have my phone charger, and my phone is dead. :( Sad, sad, sad day.

Thank goodness spring break is right around the corner. In 48 short hours I'll be at home, reunited with my phone charger... and my family and Cape friends... for ten days. Yay!

Edit, on Tuesday: Despite yesterday being the worst day ever, there are a million things to be happy about, which I'm about to list here, to make myself feel better.
1. My hair is officially the length I want it to be. I've obtained that goal. However, instead of cutting it, I'm just going to get a trim and continue growing it. I want it at least another six inches!
2. I'm hyper.
3. I'm over-packing for $pr!ng br3@k 2011 but its okay because it makes me, again, so thankful for all that I have.
4. This new medication makes me sensitive to light which gives me a real reason to wear my shades indoors, as opposed to when I wear my shades indoors without a reason and look like a tool.
5. Aside from one midterm, I'm done with school for break! And attending classes for attendance purposes. Technicalities....

S, Day 14.

Talk about your siblings.

I have a fifteen-year-old sister, named Lauren, who's actually named Twig if anyone asks. She and I have the greatest relationship ever. We rarely fight, and when we do, its always over food. It sounds trivial, but we can get really vicious if one of us has something the other one wants. We share everything, except for food.

One story sticks out in my head. I'm walking in the mall with my (now ex) boyfriend, Ben, and I have Italian ice. Lauren is walking towards me with her (now ex) boyfriend, Brandon, and the only acknowledgement I got from her was when she took my Italian ice out of my hands and kept walking as if nothing had happened.

Anyway, Lauren and I have always been super close. When our parents got divorced, I made it my duty to take care of her and be the best big sister ever.

Muh sistahs muh best frand ~~~!

Cape Cod Kwassa Kwassa

Is your bed made? Is your sweater on? Do you want out like you know I do?

I'm identifying with this song because I just spent nearly a week back home (I looooove how my schedule allows me to do that this semester) on Cape Cod. It was a lot of fun, as it usually is. I had a bonfire with Ted one night (I failed at fire building, so he took over), a bonfire with him, Katie, James, Dylan, Vinny and Samantha the next night (that got rained out, oops), a family party the night after that (which turned out to be pretty fun), relaxed on Sunday, and Ted took me to play laser tag on Monday. He'd tell you he won, but I'd point out that I wasn't aware of his extensive laser tag experience before playing, so I felt cheated. Therefore, I really won. After laser tag, we took a walk to the lake where I played on the ice and ate gummy bears. I love gummy bears.

I love being on the Cape. But it always feel so good to get back to Boston and get excited for going out on Thursday, and $pr!ng br3@k 2011, even though I have two projects, two midterms, and a paper due before then. :(

S's new challenge.

Some days, I hear songs that just speak to me. You know? Like now. I'm completely identifying with Taking Back Sunday's "Miami". So my new challenge is to post here what songs I'm currently identifying with. Like a music journal, but better.

To be honest, I'm identifying with a lot of Taking Back Sunday right now. But I heard "Miami" on my way back from Katie's earlier, and so it is what it is.

Stephanoooooodles

I actually have a love/hate with that nickname. I love it when used correctly, but not when Katie uses it when I already know I'm wrong, but continue arguing my point... because its principle, damn it. Its 12:49 in the morning, and we're separated by miiiiiiles instead of just a busy street, but I can totally see her here with her eyebrows raised, saying "Stephanoodles" while I try to convince her of something that is totally wrong (usually having to do with the opposite sex). Ah, so good to have her back in my life.

Is there anything I love more than a long weekend at home spent with my closest friends? Well, actually, yeah, there is. Including ice cream and weekends spent in Boston. But weekends at home is right up there with them...

Anyway, this weekend is President's Day. And yay! Cape friends! Tonight, Ted came over and I tried and failed, so he had to take over we built a fire in one the fire pits in my backyard and roasted marshmallows and sacrificed gummy bears and had stupid fun. We talked and listened to music and it was just what I needed after a long, stressful day. Tomorrow night I think I want to do the same, but with him, James, Dylan, Katie and Sam.

I LOVE. LOVE. LOVE. HAVING THESE PEOPLE BACK IN MY LIFE. It's been almost a year since Katie and I officially got over ourselves, but I doubt I'll ever stop being happy about having my old crew back. There is nothing better than good friends.


"And keep in mind, we've been friends for so long that nothing will ever truly destroy us. I think Katie and I are living proof of that." Soooo much love for these kids.

EDIT: Oh! Also! Duh! How could I forget?! Rachel, Katie's sister, asked me to be a bridesmaid in her wedding next year! And, as Katie so eloquently put it, I "love wedding shit"! And I dooooooo so I'm so excited to be a part of Rachel's big day. Rachel and I aren't super close, but I've known her for years (I still call Katie and Rachel's parents Mom and Dad). Dude, I was so excited to learn that I was even INVITED to the wedding. This is the first time I'll be an official bridesmaid, not like, a junior bridesmaid, so I'm really excited to be on hand and make sure Rachel is happy every step of the way. I'm not even sure what bridesmaids do except keep the bride happy... which I feel as though I'll be good at.