So last night I got a prank call.

At 2am. And I'm still pretty cranky about it. But hey, that's what Mondays are for, right? So this weekend was pretty dandy. Full of movies, yummy food, church, and a party. Yeah, that's right. Party. And by party I mean baking cookies, and 7 people coming over to play games. But it was a party none-the-less. It's so humbling to me how many people I've had the opportunity to meet over the course of my short 2-year college career. Different cities, different faces, different stories. And that's why I'm obsessed with moving. I don't know, isn't there just something really amazing about the fact that every person you meet has an entire life story? Every face has a family, a birthday, memories, tragedies, and blessings. Every. Single. Person. That's just super fascinating. Yet another reason to add to my list of  "Why I Need to Live all Around the Country". Anywho, twas a good weekend. Up until I finally drifted off to sleep only to be woken up an hour later by a stupid prank call, messing up my very precious sleep schedule. Madness I tell you, madness. But today things shall get done, items will be crossed off the to-do list, the gym shall be conquered, and sleep will come eventually. And it will be wonderful. Also, if anyone has any good study tips for Managerial Accounting or Financial Management, please let me know. My finals this weekend would really appreciate it.

On another note: to anyone who has graduated early, or had the opportunity to and chose against it. I can't decide which I would regret more: rushing through college, or wasting my time and being bored. Granted I have like 9 months to pray and really think about it, but any opinions would be helpful. Here's the sitch; I can graduate next August, or next December. If I graduate in August it won't necessarily be difficult or anything, it will just be a really fast transition with no break. As opposed to December in which case I would have an entire summer with no classes and then an entire semester with only 12 hours and all of my closest friends would be gone by then. To become an adult, or to refrain, that is the question.       

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