Ha, I love this one. John looks like a model, and poor Matt, his shirt got spilled on, he looks very concerned. And then Lauren and I are just doing what we do best--having a good time!! 

Party at Chip's! 

Dance party in the room with my favorite girls (minus Ashley, we cleared a spot but she had to take the picture) 

Ash, Jen and I 

The girls before the party! 

Yeah, not so sure. 

What?

Yes, my mom did tell me I need to study. And no, I did not lie to her when I said I would. But yes, I am in college and she is not here breathing down my neck. So no, I am not going to study right this minute.

Now that we got that out of the way, on to the next order of business. I will refrain from talking about how much school sucks because God knows that I bitch about it enough already. So I have had this need to write about my pryer(meaning younger) life, but I wasn't really sure where to start. So I will begin with how I failed my life. I changed my mind I don't feel like writing. I am getting mad now. SO MAD!

So in the mean time while I cool down, I will post some picts. Cya.

On the home stretch!

I have a few things I would like to say:

1. Speech class sucks. Or at least my teacher does.
2. Why in God's name would ANYONE want to study botany?! WHY?
3. I am really out of shape, and I have gotten worse at sharks and minnos.
4. Confession: I don't know how to study.
5. Why do I have this freakish obsession with thinking and dreaming about margrittas? (as I sit here and listen to "Wasting Away in Margrittaville")
6. Is it really sad that I could feel my shins burn when I was walking to class today?
7. I wasn't going to party tonight but there's this really big one that is going on....
8. I have this new thing about poetry, I think I am starting to really like it. Too bad my poetry class just ended when I was just starting to like it.
9. Just because you went to a formal dance last night does not mean you should wear your hair like that the rest of the week.
10. Why on the Old Navy bags did it say "shopping is fun again"? First of all it was never fun and even if it was, did it get boring for a couple of years until they decided they would proclaim it a fun thing to do?
11. I have over 25 pair of shoes. I forgot about 20 pairs. Huh.
12. Finals are overrated. And so is school. And so is swimming.

Ok well now that I have gotten those things off of my chest I would like to say that I AM DONE WITH MY CLASSES! No more freshman year! Hurrah! That went pretty fast, but looking back some things seemed like forever ago.

Today we were talking about things we were going to miss, and I came to the general conclusion I am going to miss this room (oddly enough), and walking to dinner with Ash, Lauren and Maggie. I will not miss the loud neighbors, and I will not miss hall meetings. There are more that fit in each category, but ya. That's the jist of it.

Boys state this weekend, so hopefully I will see both of my brothers swim, it should be a really good meet. I am looking forward to seeing how fast some of those guys are, I will expect to see some records being broken. Besides that my plan is to study, study, study this weekend. As well as maybe a little party tonight... or as my friend said on my message "We are having a HUGE party tonight", you know, same thing.

Ach, I ate too much today. I am feeling shitty, but it's my own fault. Plus everyone who pressured me. Peer pressure these days is at an all time high, I should not feel pressured to eat that much. As I sit here I had a brain block, and the only words that came to my head was captian crunch. O, how very sad. Another random thought I just had was about an accordian, I wonder if it's difficult to play those. They look kinda tricky. I also just decided I need to have a count down until I go to North Carolina. Nevermind, I got to 50 and lost count and decided it would be better if I just waited until it was closer.

And I would like to end how I started with a few last words:

1. I like Jimmy Buffet. I do not like Ashley Simpson.
2. Ramen doesn't fill you up.
3. It would be nice to know what happened to my swim coach...I wonder if he's coming back
4. I can climb a 14er. I've never done it, but it can't be that hard.
5. The song I am listening to is really weird. But Noma Noma is a good one, I think I will listen to that too. And so is "everyone else has had more sex than me". Classic.
6. I think I was only asleep for like two hours last night.
7. I wonder how my rabbit is doing.
8. I didn't think it was possible, but yesterday I saw someone daydream in mid-sentence. It was interesting.
9. This is causing too much thinking.
10. Time to go study.
Until next time. Adios.

O, count down:
Days of school: 3
Days until home: 7
Um...that is all. Goodbye.

This might take some time

Once again it has been a long week, and I am going to need a lot of caffine to get me through the night. Of course I have to finish my paper, but I decided that this would be a good warm up...or something like that.

Well today was extremely long, and boring for the most part. Although my plant life teacher just decided to give us twenty points. You would think it would be an easy class, WRONG. Not easy. O well only one more time and the final and I am outta here.
Sick of class, sick of dorm food and sick of the dorms in general. And I can't wait to mention I am pretty sick of swimming. Even though I only went once this week. I just can't wait to get out of here. Or at least be done with everything.
Then I can start work and that wonderful math class I have been so excited for. Ugg. I just need to remind myself it's summer, which is much better than spring, or winter, or fall. Especially since there is no school. And I can actually make some money.

I am also ready to see everyone again, it's been too long. It's just one of those days where I want to sink away from the world until school is officially out. I feel overwhelmed with everything, but I know I'm not the only one. Which makes it seem not as bad, because everyone is going through it, but somehow I feel like I am more behind. My feet are stuck in glue, maybe like three feet deep of rubber cement. And it's going to take me a while to chizzle the shit out of it. So that I can finally get going again. I think it's gonna be a while. Since I am being a negitive nelly, I think that I will just post a poem and call it a day. I wrote it after seeing a painting in the gallery.

FALLING

Splattered colors
I sink my hand into its
Depth
Now I am falling
Through the zig-zag
Bouncing off the
Emerald and jade
Energized strips
Slice
Textured background
Golden spots encircle me
And crowd my vision
Ruby reflects off the violet
Vibrant sapphire seeps through
Subtle tangerine waves
Into magenta
As I am still
Falling into the
Chaos
Of the scribbled
Chicken scratch

Even though that is a little to bright and optimistic for me right now, putting a depressing one would not help my mood. So I will just leave it at that. Now time for the deaded paper. Not looking foward to it. Not at all.

Kristin and I before we went out one night 

This was supposed to be Zoolander, blue steel. Daniel did it wrong...Mine looked a little better, but still not right. We need to practice. 

Fighting with the clock

Well for sake of doing my homework I am back. Once again it is my second most dreaded day of the week, Sunday. Monday tops it off with being the worst, and I would say Wednesday follows that. Nothing exciting happens on those days. I mean granted there's no school on Sunday but it's always the day you need most for recovery from the weekend and then you look at your assignment book and see that there is not even time for anything but homework. Somehow it always works out that way even if I do homework on Saturday, there's always even more to do on Sunday. And then there's those times where I just don't do it at all. Those Sundays are the best, but then the Mondays are the worst.

Anyway a good thing about today is that it is NOT snowing (knock on wood). Even though it is cloudy, it's clearing up. So that makes things better. So this was my last real college weekend. One moment of silence for the last real weekend. It might even be the last ever since I might just fail out.
Ok well I took a moment for the weekend, and I realized that it was an interesting weekend. It was relaxing and laid back. Some might look at it as pathetic, but I see it as invigorating... This was the overview:

Friday: Chipolte and Starbucks, best combo ever. Then we just came back and hung out, it was me, Chris, Lauren, Andy, and Ash for a bit. THEN... (hour later) bed time. What a night let me tell ya. But it was what I needed, because if we really wan ted to go out we would have. If there's a will there's a way.

Ach, nevermind. My weekend was too uneventful to give an overview.
But it was good, just not extremely out of control. And that's exactly how I wanted it. Saturday night was fun, I got my Katie time that is going to be taken away from me pretty soon here. I need as much Katie and Jen time as possible before they are gone. Because three months is a freaking long time.

Took down the good old picts today. So sad. Our room is beginning to look like a real dorm room. How depressing. It is going to be hard to take everything down, it going to look bleak. Just like my life. O no.

Well I have so much homework that I will be doing it all night if I don't start now. And my hands feel flopy. If that's how you spell it. They have no energy, like when you have swam or ran a lot without eating for days and you have only had one sip of water and you have slept not a wink, and your foot is cramping and someone just hit you in the face, or maybe stepped on it. With an Ugg boot, so they left the imprint that says "UGG" and underneath "Australia". That is how they feel.

Ok well I really have to do homework and I am feeling extremely uncreative today and I have to write eight poems. EIGHT. You have to be feeling semi-creative to write that amount of poems. I mean you can wing it if you have to write two and you have no creative spark whatsoever (like I do now), but not eight.

I like how I keep writing about how I have to do homework... three paragraphs later... And I am still here. I just don't want to do it. Two more weeks, I can do it. Until then, it going to be hell. I am already starting to get hot as I near the fire of DOOM. Rambling I know. I am so out of it I feel like I am on drugs. Ok ok. Bye.

Light at the end

Well I feel like I am leaving for winter break in two breaks...NOT summer. So annoying- this damn snow. Good old Colorado, just when you think you can predict the weather, it snows in May. I am not too happy to say the least, but complaining doesn't make it melt any faster.

Good news though, it's Friday. And all I have for the rest of today is dryland, and a nice shower after that, which I am pretty excited about. Then who knows what will happen, I guess we'll just go with where the night takes us. Even though I have a shitload to do this weekend, I will just put it in the back of my head until tomorrow, when I will think about it a little and then probably end up actually starting it Sunday night. Procrastionators usually have good intentions, at least the kinds like me. They just become easliy distracted.

I decided that I want to try to catch up on my movie watching this summer. I haven't seen a movie in so long. So along with swimming, lifting, running, working, teaching lessons, taking a class... I will watch movies. Any spare moment I have. That way I will be able to watch about... two movies the entire summer. Humm I better choose wisely.

Well t-minus 3 days until I have to start taking down all the pictures on my closet. So sad, it's going to look barren (tumbleweed rolls by along with old western music). It's crazy how fast this year went by, I was just thinking back to the first day of school when I moved all my stuff in. Lauren and I didn't know how the hell we were going to fit it in this tiny room. But somehow we did, and it doesn't look half bad. It has definately become really comfortable and homey, I'm gonna miss our good old room, we've had some good times together... and some not so good times. Too bad the floor looks like carpet, but it's pretty hard if you drop anything glass on it. I got this e-mail the other day about leaving here and all the mixed feelings that come about with leaving, and it really made me think. It was pretty sad, but at the same time I am really ready for summer and excited for our own house next year.

Well I will touch more on that, but it's time to get ready for dryland, two more days of it!! Yay for Friday!

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Update

Just a quick update for my loyal readers:
The roommate I wished to be evicted to a deserted island hurt her ankle today at dryland. Even though I didn't really wish something like that on anyone, I have one word: KARMA. Our coach walked in smiling and said "That's what happens to freshman who aren't eligible their first semester" and continued to walk right by her as she whined to the trainer. It was a comical moment, I can't lie. I know, I'm a bitch.

Also, I forgot to mention about the banquet. I didn't even recieve a nice try award, just a "Jessica, she did a nice job for us this year" Whoot. What an honor. And thanks to them my week started out grumpy because it was freaking FOUR HOURS long. I mean what do you even talk about for four hours? Beats me, I have no idea what they talked about. All I know is that Katie and I ate six cups of chocolate mousse. And it was damn good. Maybe it was worth it just for that.

Another update: it is snowing. SNOWING at the end of April. That does not make me a happy camper. I mean the flakes are huge and--wait... NEW UPDATE! It has currently stopped. Sorry for the misinformation. And complaining. Well time to study more and write yet another paper. O why did I choose the doomful major of English?! WHY?

And here is a direct quote from my good friend Katie whom I have the great honor of living with next year: "Shit happens and then you die" So on that optimistic note, I will be leaving. Farewell.

In fast forward

Well well, where do I begin... First off today is a good day, only one class. Makes things go by faster. I'm not so sure if that is good though considering I have to write a speech and a paper and study for a test...along with everything else. System overload for sure. I will try not to think about it.

Well I guess I will start with where I left off...which was last week sometime I beleive. The weekend was good, I had a lot of fun. Friday night we partied and Saturday morning was a little sad because my great buddy and lord of the forks had a roommate issue. Which is why I have decided her roommate is going to be quarentined on to a deserted island, and will have a monthy plane fly by and drop of spam and V8 juice. Along with scratchy blankets and a wooden toothbrush. And NO sunscreen. HA! That will show her. That sounds completely awful to me. And on her birthday she will get a gift card to Hobby Lobby, which would be just as awful. But the worst part she can't even spend it because she will be banished on a lone island.

On a lighter note we had two dance parties on Saturday, one for the duration of about three hours and one later for about two. That is FIVE hours of dancing in one day. So sweet. There was also a tour going on. So picture this, you are on a tour of the dorms possibly looking to come here next year, and you walk by a room that is blaring spice girls (or maybe it was Hanson at the time) and you see one girl with braids in a cowboy hat, one with her hair in a little bun on the side of her head, one with a bright orange trucker hat that says "L-Train", one holding a fake piece of bread and a side pony tail, and one with a tennis racquet and a side pony tail as well. O, and they are all screaming to the music. What would you think? I would be very excited to come here next year no doubt about it. Aside from this school's highly valued academic value, it is festive and entertaining. And everyone likes to join the festivities, no doubt about that.

The week started off with a slow, grumpy start on my part. The first three words to start the week off on a dark Monday morning, were "no", "i don't wanna" and "god damnit". I knew it was going to be a promising week. But once I acutally got my ass to practice that day, I came to find out we were just doing drills. Even though they were the most hated and dispised stroke in swimming... breastroke, to my surprise I ended up demonstrating. I will explain why. There is word going around (official word) that the breastroke is going to have some modifications made to it because of the controversy at the Olympics just this past summer. The modification would be to add one big dolphin kick during the underwater pull. So while we were practicing my coach noticed that I did it right and had me show the rest of the team. Little did he know that I have been doing it like that for years (maybe part of why I got DQed in Hawaii) and I would not move anywhere with out the butterfly kick. So who ever said cheating didn't pay off? Because I came to realize my years of it finally did.

Speaking of practice, today the workout was way too hard. Warm up and then... BREAKFAST! I could barely handle it.
Red letter week you might say? O wait there's more. No speech class today, no creative writing tomorrow (and I might just give myself the day off in psych as well), no practice on Friday. That is red letter if I ever heard it. BUT I have so much homework, I could fill all of my time with it. So it sorta cancels out. O well, I still think that's pretty sweet.

I have currently changed my mind about naps. Before I thought they were a waste of time, for the weak and unworthy. But now I think they are a very effective way to spend one's time as they regain their energy and strength. In fact my bed is looking pretty inviting right now...

So on that note I will be going, to where the wind blows me. But I would like to add a few more things...perhaps a count down is in order:

Laundry days left: 0
Dryland days left: 3
Swimming days left: 6ish
School days left: 10
Days left in FoCo: 13

Sounds pretty damn good to me. It's all kinda bitter sweet, mostly sweet, but days left here in Fort Collins makes me sad. I'm going to miss people a lot, luckily most of the people I will truly miss I will be seeing this summer and/or living with next year! K time to lay down before snagel bagel kills me. G'bye.

My girls at the banquet, what's up with me and the pink shirts? This is how SMOKIN our house is gonna be. Get in line now, otherwise you'll be waiting a while to see us. Ha.  

Katie and I at the swim team banquet. O how we loved our moose. Mmmm.  

Party at Chip's! 

Me and Jen waiting for our ride to the party 

Ryan and I when he came up to visit...  

Lauren, Katie and I before the PARTAY! 

And we even found Kristin!  

Katie, me, Ash and Lauren at the party 

Elise and I getting ready to go to our beach party! 

She got spilled on a lot that night... 

Ashley, Elise and I in Boulder 

Here's another from our fabulous night in Boulder! 

This was from a while ago, but I just got it. Alex, Laura, Elise and I with our lap train! 

Zombie walking

This is extremely entertaining. Check it out, http://glumbert.com/media/dancewhiteboy.html

Ahh, you gotta love watching people dance. Nothing better than a dance party either, keeps you young and alive. Lauren and I try to have one just about everyday. We're getting behind lately, we better pick it up.

Well today was a dumb day if you ask me. And no matter how cool people think 4/20 is, it's definately not. Not at all. It was dreary all day and I think it was fitting. For all the things this day stands for (Columbine, Hitler's birth, pot smoking...), very appropriate that this weather was rainy.
Dryland was semi painful today, nothing too bad, ten laps around the inside of Moby arena and then these weird looking lunge exercises that started to burn. But not as hard as it has been in the past.
Two more days of this week, thank the lord. I have had my fair share of school and mainly teachers. Then two weeks and finals and we're FREE! And we will not be freshman anymore. Sweet ass.
I wish I knew what I did with my time, honestly. I mean besides this. And AIM. I guess that's what I do with my time right there. And dance parties and talking to my roomie. I guess I just figured it out, but time flies when you're doing nothing. As that one quote goes "There's never enough time to do all the nothing you want" or something along those lines.
Practice this morning was not very fun. And I was somewhat disappointed in myself now that I think about it because I need to get a better mental attitude about my abilities or something. For some reason I am deathly afraid of running out of energy, so I tend to save a little too much. No good, I need to change that and I am constantly battling it everyday.
My random thoughts are bouncing me all around to just about everything. I confuse myself. I was just thinking about what I am going to do this summer about swimming...humm. I really hope Jim comes back for good. That's the word on the street.

AH man I had to take a break to dance to "Outta control" 50 CENT. I really like that one. But there are only like four good songs on his newer cd. And the picts inside the cover are ridiclous. They are pretty funny, he looks like he's about to kill someone. Ha, I'm sure. No thanks for that cd. P.S. Not mine, burrowed, just incase that wasn't already said.
Well last night I got to talk to a dear friend of mine who lives in that city on the edge of the land...in Illinois otherwise known as Massachusetts. Good old Boston. Can't wait till summer so I can see him and everyone else.
Ok, I am beginning to ramble. So I am going to go, but I would just like to say that the word milk, when pronounced "correctly" is perverted. You are all sick pervs. Especially the girls I am living with next year, sickos :). K well it's about time for din din. Then maybe I will do some work, that will be a good idea... Ah, yes homework, how I love it.

Well today was another day of terrible school. I keep telling myself I can do it, but sadly I don't feel like I am going to make it. I need to start reading and studying, maybe that would help to keep me from failing out. Well I never really talked about this weekend, but it was a normal college weekend filled with parties, eating dorm food (and pancakes at tri-delt one day, mmm), sleeping in, beer, peeing on elementary schools, you know the normal stuff. It was nice, and the weather was beautiful! So needless to say I spent most of my time outside. I have no doubt that next weekend will be along the same lines as that. Except I have to do a lot more homework. Because I am a slacker, and I need to get outta here with half way decent grades.

I don't really want to talk about the day, because then I will just get mad. Actually a lot of things I start talking about just end up in a gaint string of cuss words right now. So I don't really know what to say. I would like to say that I can't wait for our house next year...but I can a little. Dinner was really good last night, got in some hit songs that I made up and some good laughs with the girls. It's been a while since we've all been together for a good chuckle. Also I like goldfish. Always have, always will. Plain and simple.

O! I know, the OAR concert was so much fun. I found my friends once I got there (I came with a girl from the team and her friend, which was good but I wanted to see everyone else) and I pretty much stayed with them the whole time. The only semi annoying thing was the DU kids that were really drunk, but besides that it was good. I even got to see my brother which was nice. And I crowd surfed and almost fell on my head, after losing my flip flop and then I got in trouble. Oops. It was worth it, but man was my foot sickity nasty ill. It was pretty black, needless to say.

Other news in the exciting life of Jessica....
Swim team banquet on Sunday, mark your calendars because I will be winning the "nice try, but you don't get anything" award. Should be pretty exciting. Oh, how I do love that team.
And of course tonight I get to go to another riviting lecture about the benefits of growing potaotes in specific climates or some shit like that. Extra credit. Two words that can make you shudder and smile at the same time. It's always nice, but it's usually a pain in the ass. Hey at least they have free food at those things. Even if it is weird looking and tastes like toothpaste and peppers.

I am going to leave with this one quote: "Laugh and win" From my ghetto t-shirt. I hope I can learn to live by this, it's nice and simple. No complications or deeper meanings. I hope we all learn to live by it.
haha laugh and win. haha

Katie, Brit and I 

Katie and I before our crazy night 

Random pict from KC's b-day night.  

Night Games

I have a poem that I wrote...so if you don't like poetry or you don't want to read my attempt at trying to sound deep, then don't read this and come back later. Otherwise, enjoy!

"Night Games"

Immersed and perplexed
As the sun creeps along the cement floor
Players create fantasy
And seamless precision
Filters throughout the room
The sky becomes dimmed
As the mission previews
The night and graphics
Glow in the ambient light
Our own involvement was simple
To go with the gain of glee
Or of nonsense
Possession is not the question now
But who takes advantage of the darkness?
The only photographer is our own eyes
And formations perch
Within our perplexed vision
Persuading our dimmed mind
To keep going, the game cannot stop
Smooth drills are fitting in the
Sophistication
As rivaled bodies dance in the moonlight
The game begins to get faster
As the tournament develops into
The ultimate madness and utter
Pleasure
Our hopes and wishes are uttered
In the heat of the game
Never missing a beat
We’re as if in a dream
The final round is coming up fast
Excitement peaks and shadows move across the floor
The players move with ease
We move with ease
Until the final point is scored in the darkness
But we cannot see
We only feel as we slowly sink
And we blend together like illustrations
On a wet canvas

And once again it is supposed to represent something. Who knows if it works. And who ever said you can't write about something you've never done? All you have to do is be a little creative. I will come back and write about my good weekend later. Peace.

Crusin'

What a beautiful day! I have done absoutely nothing today...wait I take that back. I went to class. That has to count for something because it was a long ass day. But then I went outside to the party in the courtyard instead of swimming, man I am doing well. But I will be up at 5:30 in the morning to go practice, I assure you that. And I will be at dryland at 4:00. But I don't want to go to speech...hummm. I will have to think about that. Yay for relaxing weeks. The next four weeks will be hard, but then we're done! Well nothing else too exciting going on here, I am excited for the weekend! I will come back when I have something worthwhile to say.

Kristin and I on her big birthday night. There we like 80 balloons there and I entertained myself by writing on almost all of them. 

And we're off

O man. I am dead. Running sprints and then stairs do it to me everytime. Well I haven't written in a while so I decided to write about my super exciting life.
Cricket Cricket...

Just kidding. Well all I can say is what a weekend. A complete 180 from last Friday where I went to a pretty relaxing concert and then on Saturday to loveland for my brothers' swim meet and then dance revolution party with Lauren in the room, and laying out in the sun on Sunday. Don't get me wrong, it's really nice to have a relaxing weekend every once and a while, but I think it was well time for one of those super crazy, off the wall, I can't really remember what went on weekends.
Sadly though, my sober streak is over. But it was well worth it and I was told today that we only have four more weekends here. FOUR! That's only eight more going out nights. So sad because then comes summer and the wrath of my mother will premit me from going out whenever I want...

Ok! So overview of the crazyness in Fort FUN. Friday night I really had no clue what I was going to do, all I knew that Elise was coming...and the rest of the night was a mystery. So we played everything by ear. We started off by having a quick dance party in the room, you know, just to get warmed up for the rest of the night. And then went to Hu Hot's Mongolian grill. It was delicious as well as entertaining. We got to watch them cook our food from a giant grill, so it was a new experience. So after a nice two hours of girl talk (Lauren, Elise, Katie and I) we headed back...worked a little magic (or should I say Elise did), got ready blah blah blah (you can fill in the blanks) and then headed off to a party. That was really fun because I had been there before so I knew a lot of the kids, and we brought a ton of people. That's what all those pictures are from. I even got a fly workout in. After that party we came back here and I made friends with a nice Columbian boy who spoke about three words of English. We tried talking for about an hour--me with my fragmented/drunken Spanish and him with his three words, and we got along quite well. I couldn't tell you I have the slightest clue why he was in Corbett hall in Ft. Collins Colorado or even what his name is in English...or in Spanish for that matter, but he was very nice. And that's all that matters.

So after that I went to bed. Saturday we woke up, mid-day of course and Ash, Kristin, Elise and I went to Chipolte and then Starbucks. Let's just have a moment of silence for the best lunch ever......................mmmmmmmmmm.
Then Elise left and I had just enough time to shower before Katie came over and not too long afterwards Ryan got here. Once again we had no clue what we were going to do so we pretty much played everything by ear. I don't really know what we did for the first half of the night, we ate and hung out...ventured to another dorm, visited everyone I knew (three people), and then came back here and I met Ryan's friends (yes, ironic he has more friends that go to my school than me...) and we hung out in my room, Kristin came over and blah blah blah (once again, fill in the blanks) and then headed off to a party where Kristin and I line danced for a while, then to an empty apartment with (and I shit you not) a role of toliet paper, four chairs, three beers, a George Foreman, 1 hamburger patty and a light fixture. In the entire apartment. So what do you do with six people and a lot of empty space?
WREASTLING MATCH!
I'm not quite sure how it started or when it ended but all I know is that I am getting damn good. We even had tag teams. That's how cool we are. Somewhere in there I rested by doing wall sits (??). Then we left and I was so tired. I almost fell asleep in the car on the way back. We got back here and before I could pass out in Kristin's bed, I came home, brushed my pearly whites and fell asleep.
So that was a fun night, the guys we hung out with were pretty cool, and I have no doubt I will be seeing them again.

Good times in the neighborhood. So Sunday Ryan stayed for a while since it was freaking snowing. We just hung out, I was pretty boring, I'm not gonna lie. Sunday is probably my most boring day of the week, so I usually try to stay away from most human contact except my roommate. After he left I watched some movies on TV, talked on the phone and avoided all homework until 11:00 when I filled out my speech critique sheet and decided I had spent enough time on homework.

Well that was my crazy weekend, it was a lot of fun. I got to hang out with everyone that I wanted to and even got to see some of my CU buddies. And then there was school today and I did not want to go at all. But one of our classes was cancelled and our lab was short, and speech was just listening to...speeches! So it wasn't bad at all. Until hell, when we had to run. So there's my life. It was semi-exciting, and this week should be pretty laid back, so that will be nice.
That's all I have for now, hopefully I can get some more pictures on here soon, but until then long live salami!

O yes I will leave off with some quotes from last week/end...
"#1 sign not to approach a girl: guy next to her is playing with a knife" Me & KC
"And we almost got died" Kristin, English Major
O yes and two quotes from an excerise we did in class
"You're so ugly I forgot how to spell" -Excerise on overhead
"The wind is a bitch and I don't like horses" -Me
And that is all.