I have been SO busy. I moved out of my college apartment this weekend.. cried all the way home Sunday [thank you amazing boyfriend for driving my dramatic, a bit tipsy, cry baby self home] and then completely passed out.. only to wake up on Monday to
half barely begin unpacking all my clothes that no longer fit but I am keeping anyways [one day I will be a size 2 again, like I was.. ehh 7 years ago] and the maybe 3 outfits that I alternate wearing on a daily basis because they are the only articles of clothing I own that still fit. ANYWAYS. I am a sob case and just got off work and have been dying to blog but just haven't had the time.. which I still don't because now I have to cook dinner for the fam.
[also-has anyone else noticed that the paragraph above consist of pretty much 2 run-on sentences?]
I want to leave you with this:
Wanna know 3 things about my roomies and I?
#1 We act like we are 5 years old.. quite often.
#2 We don't handle change very well at all.
#3 We think moving away from each other is on of the worst things that will ever happen in this world.
[and I stand by that.. haha just kidding, I guess there are a FEW things a little more important..but barely ;)]
SO.. guess how we spent our final night in the apartment?
HAVING A GIANT SLUMBER PARTY
I just wanted to check in and say hello to everyone so you don't think I dropped off the planet. I promise to be back to my regular scheduled blogging ASAP.
I also promise to not be all over the place and might actually try and use correct punctuation instead of being a complete spaz.