I'm excited to go back to the best city in the world shortly...I kinda wish I could stop at home though. I'm going to try on Sunday. We'll see.

You know what I hate about IR (I don't really hate it, I just complain a lot), its that the other IR majors always intimidate me. Like Charles for instance, and his whole "I grew up in Zimbabwae and bungee-jumped off Mt. Kilamonjaro" deal. Yes, you're special, and you've shot us all down. Over it. Then today this IR major in my writing class was like "for the years I spent in the Phillapines..." and I was like "you're uncool." I uh....lived in France for a week and a half... I do despise the IR class though. ( I LOVE MAX123 because I like killing myself.)

Speaking of killing myself, the only day I remember to bring my Conditioning clothes, we actually fence. Its funny because I love fencing and I hate conditioning. No, that's not funny. That's normal. Nevermind. For awhile there last night though it was 2 and 2 girl and boy ratio! It was Mike, Chris, Louisa and me. But then Newest ("tall") Mike showed up and I was sad.

Oh, I need to reiterate here again how DISGUSTING it is when people use the phone in the bathroom. Yesterday this girl walked into the stall next to me, CALLED FOR A TAXI, and then started going to the bathroom. It was the grossest thing in the entire world--you can't spare 2 minutes to call for a taxi when you're not on the toilet? I'm sorry, NO ONE is that busy. She's not busy, she's scummy. Ew.

Automatic cancellation of our friendship if you EVER call me from the toilet, got it?

Speaking of cancellation of friendships, Erik and I got married yesterday (if you don't believe me, check out facebook. If you don't have facebook, then I feel really bad for you) And NO, its not a rebound. We've been engaged for over a year (but he has an obvious fear of commitment) so we decided to just finally get it over with and get married. We plan on living a COLUMNLESS life of cheetos, sausage, oinking, and golden retrievers. We even declared our marriage before the Reverand Daniel Orleman....so...yeah.

I love drinking Buffalo Bills milk from the dining hall. It makes me happy.

In Writing, we're supposed to write about a pictures and describe everything in the world about it, background info, symbolism, etc. I'm going to do it on this picture:

Not to be confused with this picture.
But I gotta say that when people in my class write about their wedding photos, it makes me feel uneasy.
Even if I did just get married yesterday.... I mean...

eh, so today when Jordan and I are roadtripping, think of me, k?
ps...