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This Semester

So far this semester 
I helped my parents move 
Tried Cafe Rio 
Found the real quote for Fault in Our Stars 
Turned 21 and had lots of Frankenberry 
Enjoyed many Sprite and cranberry juice mixes 
Cheered for the bears and broncos. (Although I really don't care what happens to the bears.)
Got an A on my Shakespeare midterm
Made Ramen noodle quiche-it was SO good! 
Had lunch with my parents and rocked the crazy socks. 
Rediscovered my love for overalls.
Got Sammy what I thought was the coolest birthday present ever, then used it to make pumpkin cookies for him. When the house smelled like cookies, I disguised it by cutting up and onion and letting it sit. 
Got a free pizza from the Book It alumni program. 
Named our skeleton Clarence after who had just died in Richard III
Had my blood drawn for the first time. 
Lost a chicken. 
Had a couple sick days watching House with my complimentary foot drawings from Sammy. 
Kept the eggs safe. Sammy loves his juevos.;) 
Met her 
Was visited by my visiting teachers 
Used this bedspread Brinley made 
Finally got Latina mail even though I'm super white 
Had a lovely semi picnic with this sleepy guy
Saw Joice perform. She was amazing! 
Watched Sammy teach the kids how to say thank you in Tongan complete with semi dress
Went back to where Sammy proposed 
Read, read, and read some more. 

It's been a crazy semester so far with so many ups and downs. But I've had my loved ones along the whole way and made it through and will keep on chugging!:)

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