Life is good, the grass is green.

I hate studying.
I seriously have spent all day doing just about anything to avoid doing it. It's going to catch up with me tonight when I probably pull another all-nighter for my 2 exams tomorrow. I just can't bring myself to do it. I called my mom three times today. Three times. On the third call, she started to pick up on the fact that I was just calling to do something other than study. I did actually have stuff to tell her, but honestly, it really did just delay the studying.

I love the 'nets.
I love our parties and all of our pictures (oh my god, so many emails from facebook today, holy crap). We are just the cutest section, and I don't know, it makes me happy.

I love everyone so much I'm choosing to take a 20 hour bus ride instead of getting a free flight down to Ft. Lauderdale just so I can spend more time with everyone. I think it's worth it. It's my last trip, I want to make it as long as possible. I know I'm going to cry (win or lose, there will be tears, I'm sure). I've surprised myself with how emotional I've been over everything. Granted I cry during every movie I watch, but at the beginning of the semester I was just ready to get out of here. I mean, I still am to a certain degree, but it's gotten to the point where little things make me choke up a little bit, and I appreciate things more, and I tear-up unexpectedly. I started to tear-up when I was looking at the hotel we'll be staying at in Savannah! (pathetic, I know) But seriously, how lucky are we? We get this free trip, plus our hotels are always pretty nice, we get to spend time with amazing people, good football hopefully, they help us pay for our food... what's there really to complain about? Nothing. I think I'm just on an end-of-the-semester emotional wave or something, but yeah. We're lucky. I know I'm certainly lucky.