(I would have used an exclamation mark there, but my english professor told me I have four exclamation points in my life so I better use them wisely. And that just seemed like a moment where I could go without. So--yay for me--I still have four!
oh, dang it.)
I'M back home* with my roommates and we're already crazy. I am happy to report I have scared both Sarah and Leslie twice already (a pretty easy job, mind you. Though Leslie is becoming a harder target) and I also made Elly pee her pants (figuratively speaking) by talking to her through her vent. My room is back to being set up perfectly--I am surrounded by books and movies and pillows and high beds. Except I have to go back to school in the mornin'. Sad.
YOU should be happy to know that I only have five things left on my checklist. Four being my research papers. Still. It's pretty impressive, considering. And there is only two more weeks of classes. Then finals. Oh, joy.
BUT I am tired and yet fulfilled and happy and I want to curl up and sleep. Note to anyone who cares: I smell like mommy cuz I hugged her so tight.
I love family.
This is all.
Oh, and Michelle:
*Dear mom, you are still my number one home, but it's just easier to call Provo home. Don't take offense.