Twenty-six. How wonderful to have gotten this far!
The days leading up to my birthday have been filled with homework and fun! School is fully back in swing and I've only stepped foot on campus once so far. Online classes are NO JOKE. There are things constantly due and I'm already struggling to stay on top of it.
Thursday, January 7
- 8:00am chemistry
- 9:30am physiology
- Target run with the girlies
- loads of online work to try and stay ahead
- finally started Making a Murderer
- had 'Walter White' come and give us an estimate on a new water softener
- lunch with friends
- disappointed by lunch based on my recommendation
- went to the mall for the first time since the Santa incident
- got glammed up by Caytee; it happens maybe 4 times per year
- partied at my work holiday party
- drank White Girl rosé which was one of my best Christmas presents
- had the Fat Jew acknowledge the fact
- spent my first night away from Piper since she was born
- missed Brendon in the process
- celebrated an early birthday dinner
- went ice skating
- ate a marvelous cake made by my sweet Kennedy
- sweet 26
- got a record 3 cards in the mail!
- caught up on the Golden Globes as a morning treat
- got treated to The Revenant by Brittany
- and it fucking snowed
All in all it's been another great birthday. Got a few lovely gifts including some Victoria Secret fancies which Kennedy insists are from her, haha. I survived my first night away from Miss Piper! Though I think I ended up missing Brendon more; we aren't big cuddlers throughout the night because I get way too hot but my brain knew he wasn't just on the other side of the bed. Big thanks to Adam for the alcohol induced snoring, moaning, and groaning from the other bed. If you're reading this, you're worse than Piper! You're lucky you're my bro. And Leo looks disgusting, you say? Yeah, he and Tom Hardy both look hideous for basically three straight hours. The acting, though? Phenomenal. I'm so happy Leo won a Golden Globe for the performance. My fingers are crossed this will be his year at The Academy Awards. And.. in case you missed it.. this is what happens when Lady Gaga doesn't say, 'excuse me'. Bish, it's Leonardo DiCaprio, YOU EXCUSE YOURSELF.
Steven Avery are you guilty or nah?
Leia
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