Post-finals summertime bliss

Oh these are good days.

Well,

Despite a week-long stint of strep, I kicked my finals in the butt. 

IN THE BUTT. Yeah.

It felt good.

And then all too soon, life went from this, 

to this,

 to this,

to this, my new room across the street.

 And now I get to party for two weeks; no classes, no stress,

just friends and sunshine until my family gets here so we can watch my

cousin get hitched in SLC and then it's back to the 425.  

Finals week is

- Eating cereal for breakfast, lunch and dinner for three days straight once you realize your milk's been expired for over a week. I don't care it makes me sick, I spent good money on that business and I'm gonna use it!
- Putting your bowl in the fridge and your applesauce in the pantry and not realizing it till your roommate starts laughing.
- Completely blanking during your botany final and having to BS the third reason that plants bear fruit. ("To make delicious pies. Obviously!" And somehow I still swung an A...)
- Trying to say "schnitzel" for your German-speaking roommate and ending up swearing.
- Finding your cottage cheese in the pantry. And being unable to remember the last time you would have eaten the stuff.
- Being forced to lean over and ask your study buddy how to spell "won't." Cause... you forgot.
- Sucking up clothes while vacuuming the living room and all getting high on the resulting smoke/fumes. Like, it was bad. But mostly really hilarious.