DONE!

IT IS FINISHED.  I AM DONE.  THE SEMESTER IS OVER.

It’s been a fantastic day.  This morning, I spent some time with my friend, Neala, who is going on the Amazing Race (a missions trip where they visit eleven countries in eleven months) in January.  I also got $32 from returning textbooks, which is the most money my school has ever given back to me.  During my library shift, I got chewed out by the new librarian for not watching the color printer closely (which was stupid), but on the plus side one of my classmates brought me a mocha from the campus coffee shop!  (I never buy coffee there ’cause it’s expensive, so it was a real treat.)  I also packed up my bags, which was exciting, and took my last final.

I feel like I should be more sentimental about being halfway through my final year of college… but really, all I want to do is read books for fun, play video games, hang out with my cat, and sleep forever.

Excuse me while I celebrate by packing my car and leaving this tiny town.  Maybe I’ll get Chipotle on the way home.  Life is suddenly full of beautiful possibilities.

I feel like this photo encapsulates all the joy in my heart right now.

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Photo from my friends’ holiday party this past weekend. We did Secret Santa and my friend Kassandra gave me the most beautiful socks in the world.

For those of you still pushing through finals, best of luck!  You can do it!  The end is in sight!

 

Surprise

 

Yesterday afternoon, I arrived at my apartment after my last class only to be ushered swiftly into my bedroom, where I was forced to stay for half an hour.  I could hear commotion in the main room, but was not allowed out.

Turns out, my roommates planned and threw me a surprise birthday party!  There were decorations, snacks, pizza, gifts, games, and laughter.  It was a fantastic evening and I’m so thankful to be surrounded by such lovely people!

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Have you ever been surprised on your birthday?  What happened?  Tell me your stories in the comments!

Hostessing struggles

Let’s just say I’m not well reputed for my hostess skills.  Mind you, it’s not from lack of effort.  I do my very best to make guests feel comfortable and at home.  I vacuum the floors, dust the counters, scrub the bathroom, make sure all the dishes are cleaned and put away, and top it all off with a pan of brownies.

Despite my best intentions, though, gatherings put on by yours truly always seem to fall a bit flat.  Brownies get burned.  I accidentally email the directions to the wrong apartment.  I don’t know how to get conversations flowing.  I don’t know what kind of music people actually listen to.

For my Bible study, we are trying to have a Girl’s Night once a month.  I was so relieved when my co-leader, Jourdan, offered to host it at her off-campus house.  Yes!  I thought.  No baking, no cleaning!  Just show up and have a great time!

Well… yesterday evening, I got a call from Jourdan.  Her Chilean boyfriend was stranded at the airport and couldn’t get a flight home (to Chile) until Sunday.  He had no money and very limited English.  Naturally, she had to go to his aid…

… Leaving me to suddenly pull together Girl’s Night.

Despite past hostess failures, I have high hopes for this one.  The apartment has been cleaned, brownies baked, nail polish brought forth.  We’ve got a stack of movies to last all night.  And, if all else fails, there’s an on-campus Improv show that we can go to!

Here’s to another shot of hostessing.

Wish me luck!