Dear Tests: Blow Me.

I have a few tests this week, both of which will require a ridiculous amount of studying and improvement on my math skills (or lack thereof).  It'll prove to be a playful romp through a broken-glass meadow with no shoes on my feet.  I enrolled in a half-semester class revolving around discussions about religious diversity because I needed the extra credit hours, but it could be more interesting than annoying.  Seacrest out.

Pictures From Friday the 13th

The Weekend

This weekend was very interesting as well as awesome.  It felt great being back in Chicago and meeting some new people that I'll hopefully be seeing more of. It snowed about two inches or so, but let's just say that I had some help from my beverage in keeping me warm for the short time I was outside. 

Don't assume things, I was talking about hot chocolate.

Seize the carp.

Friday is finally here, meaning that I get to go back to Chicago to see friends and family. My boots are polished, my bag's packed, and I'm ready to forget this place for a few days. My sympathies to those who have to tolerate Champaign.

Fun Fun

Friday the 13th, two of my brothers came down here to visit. My older brother got Japanese kanji symbols on both of his arms and I got a tattoo to commemorate the fun, superstitious air that comes with the holiday. We all went to a show that my friends from Chicago were playing and went back to my friend's apartment to eat pizza and pass out.