It began with an energetic, and equally concerning, a capella rehearsal where it was revealed that I would be performing a rap solo at a concert. . . .the following evening. After a minor panic attack, I retreated to the apartment where I hosted a team social for my fellow equestrian-inclined peers. Nothing like a few good hours of a 1950s movie and 27 energetic equestrians. The evening was capped-off with a highlighter party at the neighbors. . . who also happen to be the boyfriends (or lack thereof)
Saturday began with a stomachache that was sufficiently cured by a roommate shopping trip and a large Starbucks Peppermint Mocha. After a short powderpuff practice and dance rehearsal, the girls and I were ready for another evening of shenanigans. With the support of my girls and a little bit of liquid courage, I had a successful a capella performance. Proper celebrations ensued!
Sunday had an early start with a University Open House. Despite the early morning and brisk autumn air, I couldn't help but enjoy spending time with my academic associates. The afternoon was accompanied by a slightly-violent powderpuff game - we may not have won, but we were definitely the most feared [and the best-looking, obviously]. When you're playing for charity, and bragging rights, that's what matters. Some Sunday cleaning, a grocery-store trip, and a Sex and the City marathon later, I'm procrastinating on my homework. Why ruin a perfect weekend with a night of homework?
Here's to my girls: to living in a room with 5x the estrogen
to the nights we almost remember and the ones we wish we didn't
to the ridiculous things we do and the people we do them with
to the Sunday-night movie nights and the lack of homework
to the stupid boys we date and the ones we wish we didn't
to the dysfunctional family we created when we all moved-in
to the semester of college that we'll remember forever
this one is for you <3
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