Hiya Papaya!
Hey kids!
So, I was pretty tardy and left my camera connecty cord thingy at school, so I’m just now uploading all the pics/videos I took over Spring Break.
My bad.
The first half of the break was pretty hip. Work on Saturday, then a night at Gypsy’s for pool and copious amounts of alcohol. [Click on pictures for BIGNESS]
TJ has a pretty purse
Bobbi talks shit
Krystal gets into it
TJ is attractive
Random rapper with Hilary Clinton mask
Then home for some Jenga and cheap beer,…
…Nicole’s gangsta face,…
…and budding romance. *Cue the “awws”*
I had to work first shift Monday morning at the ‘bucks. Nothing too exciting there. After work I went home and finished up my craptacular display for the Behavioral Psych Conference, met with Katrina, (after mass confusion) and headed to her house.
I have no idea why kids find me so appealing. It’s a mystery to me, but I know that Katrina’s kids were on me like white on rice on a paper plate in a snowstorm. Anyway, long story short, we got next to no sleep before waking up (at 4:15am) to get ready and get on the road to Athens. We got there ridiculously early thanks to Katrina’s driving skillz, met with Dr. B., and started the fun-filled, joyous day full of smart-assery, jelly beans, starbursts, and bad directions (my fault).
Dr. B. acts like he is doing something important
The drive home sucked, due to the tornado warnings, but the sky looked pretty amazing.
I worked Wednesday at Chick-fil-a. It’s not as fun as it used to be. The new people are bleh.
Hung out with Krys and the gang Wednesday night. While stopping for ice I spotted this gem in Piedmont:
If you don’t laugh at that you are dead inside. DEAD.
…but seriously, that sandwich is not really huge. It’s just a burger and a slice of cheese on what looks like two top-buns. Sesame seeds on both sides bitches!
Anyway, thats when things started to go downhill. I felt really out of it all night, like my head was underwater. Thursday after work I felt like shit, and Friday I woke up wishing for death. Managed to make it through work, but by the end of the day I had no voice and it hurt to swallow. Nothing beats getting sick on Spring break.
Didn’t make it to Matt’s wedding on Saturday because my bed was my home. I’m still feeling shitty, and I’m hoping that this theraflu nighttime severe cold stuff will kick in soon so I can get some sleep.
Oh and I didn’t do anything remotely school related over the break. I was planning on reading Pierre over the weekend, but that obviously didn’t happen. I hope Dr. Willis doesn’t decide to give us a quiz tomorrow today ’cause I’m gonna be screwed if he does.
Anywho, I’m probably leaving out tons of stuff, but recapping a week in one post sucks, especially when I’m pretty out of it. Note for future: don’t do that!
Night!
Juniper