Fat Fridays

Fridays are for being fat and lazy I've decided. That's why I'm comfortably sitting in bed watching funny shows and painting my nails. That is also why I had 3 pancakes after dinner. Yum, I've missed pancakes.

Fact: Did you know that every 'weight-loss' regime encourages people to take one day a week to eat whatever they want with no restrictions?

Not that I'm trying to loose weight or anything but I feel like this "fact" justifies the concept of Fat Fridays. Yes! Justification to be lazy and slack off all day, minus work of course.

For the record, this is what last Friday did to me...

Stress = not pretty. I made up for it with "Slack-off Saturday" however.

And, so I didn't feel like a total lazy college kid, my friends and I made ourselves presentable for church on Sunday. It's all about modifications in college and going with the flow. That and learning how to be satisfied with what you have and enjoying every experience to its fullest.

Carpe Diem.

Friday Nights

Need another reason why our dorm hall is awesome? We spend Friday nights spontaneously ordering Chinese Food. Like a lot of Chinese Food. Because sometimes, Lane food just gets old...

Our hero (Sarah) who magically was out and got our food! Because, apparently Chinese food places only deliver within a 3 mile radius. Yeah, this is bad news when you're like 4 miles away and no one on your floor has a car. Like really, we did buy a rather ginormous box of food from them...

It's kind of becoming a frequent occurrence that the lounge is reserved for our hall. Like every night.

We're just that adorable.

We even pray together. Like really, how many college cliche's can we do in one day?

Adventures

You know what's the best part of being a student on Friday nights? You can go on completely random adventures because you know you have Saturdays to recover.

Last night all started when I way carrying my dog and sliced my toe open. With a staple. From our really old couch. Not that it hurt that much, but there was blood everywhere. I think it's time for a new couch dad. Not to mention bandaids. You think with how prepared I am for everything and how accident prone I am we would have bandaids in the house. Nope. So I had to settle for pre-wrap my entire foot. Typical.

Thankfully the evening went up from there. Creeping out the waiters at Pizza Mizza and coloring their kids menus was only half of it. It was Whole Foods for dessert and then off to my high school to ride Razor scooters in the dark. Do you know how much fun it is to ride scooters at a deserted high school trying to avoid janitors? And then we went off to this one cool kids house to throw axes, shoot bee-be guns, and zip-line in the dark... what? To top it all of the entire night we crammed 4 people in the smallest car ever that just happened to be stick shift. You never really realize how tall you are until you have to sit sideways with you head touching the ceiling while zipping over speed bumps trying not to get a concussion. That's a joke people. I'm like 5'6".