I am now gallbladder-less and enjoying drinking milk. The first gallon that I bought since being back I finished in a week all by myself. Well, technically six days. I missed it and it tasted so good! I'm conserving my current one a little more so I hopefully wont have to buy a gallon every week.
The semester isn't looking too bad right now and hopefully it stays that way. Thursdays and Fridays I only have two classes so they are my study days. Real exciting. But yesterday I was able to witness a girl in the library that was knitting and then a minute later I looked over and she was leaning sideways asleep. or fainted. Its very difficult to tell in the library! Recently along with studying, I have been working on my applications to three different internships. One in Missouri, another in Indiana, and the last in Tennessee. So hopefully this summer will be spend somewhere cool, for free, earning money, and see if I really want to do research for the rest of my life. If not, I guess I will move on to plan B... when I decide what that is.
Weekends are pretty exciting in our apartment though. Kerissa can stay up later than 9pm and... we watch wedding videos on the blog Iris and Light (this happened tonight and last sunday). Oh sometimes we sing Rudolph The Red Nosed Reindeer and then have a heated discussion about what the last echo is supposed to be. Pretty fun stuff. But great roommate bonding time! I do get out every once in a while too. Don't worry mom! ...and Josh... and Andelynn!
Last week I found out I have a whole in my chest. I was showing Kerissa my gallbladder battle wounds for whatever reason and she asked, "Do you have an innie?" I of course thought she was talking about my bellybutton, but no she meant my chest. I guess it is abnormal to have a little hole thing in the middle towards the bottom of your sternum. huh. I seriously thought everyone had that. Although, that probably explains why I claimed I had an extra set of ribs all my life, as the hole does make them stick out awkwardly. See mom, something wasn't right! I was just blaming my ribs instead of my sternum. It is called Pectus Excavatum. I've lived with it this long so obviously I'm not going to die, its just interesting.
So that is pretty much it. I'm realizing I'm more abnormal than I thought, I live in the library when not home or in classes, I watch cute videos and listen to music waiting for a boy to come sit on my bed while I'm doing homework(Josh for some reason said this wouldn't happen), and trying to decide between writing my papers how I want or how my puffed-up professor writes (she is perfect and all should write as exactly as she does).
Not much but hey, it's my life and I'm enjoying it!
