Merry Christmas, have some food.

That is how I feel about my whole life right now.

Let's celebrate Christmas.

Have a cookie. Some candy. Chocolate covered pretzels. Egg nog.

Gah.

Well here is the recap of my daily Christmas Break activities.

-Wake-Up: 12:30 ish.

-Eat: All day

-See friends that have been away.

-Go to sleep: 12:30.

Repeat.

We opened Christmas gifts tonight. I was lucky enough to get a lot of what I wanted, and then some stuff that I didn't expect. When Musset (our adopted college student from Haiti- NBD) opened one of his gifts which my mom explained to him was a heated blanket, his response was "Shut up". Oh, how America has affected him. Great.

The Capitol Hill Christmas Party.

Wonderful, stressful, full of wrapping boxes, terrific.

Pictures? Ok. fine.

The greatest.

But that has been Christmas.

I wonder what Musset thinks about Christmas in the US.

A fat man that talks to little kids and has a bushy beard.

A tree with lights and tacky ornaments.

Putting lights everywhere.

Rushing to stores to buy everything.

Aye yaye yaye.

But to keep us all in the festive spirit, look at this picture.

It is the best little picture I have ever taken.

This little boy is wonderful. He doesn't hate me. If other people get on to him, he comes to me.

It's love.

Anyways.

Happy Christmas.

Terrible terrible terrible.

My Bedroom.

Just kidding.

But it's official. I have way. Too. Much. Stuff.
My bedroom looks like an episode of Hoarders.

Seriously though.

I would take a (real) picture, but I don't want to embarrass myself.

Holy Toledo. Wish me good luck.

When I grow up...

Don't google it.

I did.

I was going to see what google suggested I do when I grow up.

I mean, people search google for the answers all the time, right?

Well this time it was wrong.

At least I hope it was wrong.

If not, prepare yourself, world, for me to pursue a career as a PussyCat Doll.

Or anywhere with you.

My beautiful friend Taylor made this for me for Christmas.

It says "Gnome is where the heart is".

For those of you that don't know, I LOVE gnomes a lot.

They are splendid.

ESL

So Amanda, my dear friend, called me today to see if I could help with ESL tonight at Capitol Hill. For those of you that don't know, ESL stands for English as a Second Language. I knew that Amanda works with the kids on these nights, so I expected to be teaching English to little kids, which sounds great to me.

Tonight was much different.

I made sock puppets.

I made necklaces.

I hung out with some great kids.

The best part of the evening, by far, was the dancing though.

And what better Artist to dance to than JB himself?

Amanda, if you read my blog, don't hate me. I didn't put these on facebook!

Side Note: I'm interning here next semester. Woot.

Prepare for lots o' blogs.

Why would I ever...

...volunteer at an inner-city church and maybe change my life goals and not study all weekend and instead spend all of my time there?

This child. Hello.

...go to a Thunder game an hour late?

maybe because I scored (no pun intended) floor tickets for $17 with one of my best friends, Amanda. Yeah, it happened. Yeah, be jealous. No, I won't tell you how it happened. I can't ruin my sources.

Oh yeah, NBD-- That's Amanda with JAMES HARDEN. He touched her back. He chuckled at my witty comment. It's love.

...ever think I could study with my friend Suzanna in the library.

She has a new blog, by the way.. Go read it NOW. Seriously though- I laughed out loud.

Anyways- she has now discovered babies in wigs. That sounds like a horrible band name, but she is literally just looking up pictures of babies in wigs or terrible costumes. That's what over 10k bucks a semester teaches you to google.

...think that writing a blog right now instead of studying would be a good idea??

it's Suz's fault, I am sure.

A little thing I like to call Dead week...

My top 10 observations from dead week.

(Dead week is the week before finals, where there is nothing going on, and tests and papers are not supposed to be due because all you will be doing is studying.)

1. What I just said was a lie. That is what "they" say dead week is. Instead, it is a week that makes you want to be dead. For real though. I have a test or a major paper or both every day this week. Studying for finals? Yeah right.
2. People who have never been in the library ever all of the sudden call that place home, which is semi-annoying to me.
3. I get a lot less sleep. That's ok though because it makes me even more pleasant that usual.
4. Those girls that have been dressing up all year finally face reality that you can't always look perfect. The best part about that is they still don't realize that no one cares!
5. It becomes socially acceptable to edit your papers while sitting at a basketball game... Right?
6. I know what librarians work when. Judge me.
7. Freshmen find it acceptable to turn the library into their new social hangout since the hours, and their curfew, are extended. Singing happy birthday in the library, no matter what floor=not acceptable.
8. Showering becomes even less of a priority. Ehh.
9. 30% of my blog post become about the library. Who am I??
10. And suddenly, I have nothing. After writing all day, I have hit a block.

I guess that's all, apparently.

Lighting of the Commons.

What could be happier than the following?

Well, I mean besides this little girl? She is angry.

Love 'em.
Also- Is Cory sitting in Sarah's lap?

Maybe.

Merry December!!