Home Again Home Again, Jiggity Jig

Home sweet home! I have a large room to myself, access to a car, and am surrounded by familiar civilization again! A week's reprieve from classes, midterms, rehearsals and whatnot was much needed and I am relishing the free time!

Things of note that will be happening this week:

Mucho bonding with Emily and Kate. 

Mucho cuddling with the doggy and kitties.

Mucho sleeping.

Mucho great eats.

And then some. 

This week...

I'm in a list kind of mood...

THINGS THAT ARE GOOD THIS WEEK


No exams
Warmish weather
Snowmelt!
Spring Break on Friday
Quad in Caflisch!
Rugby this past weekend
Grandma's cooking this past weekend

THINGS THAT ARE BAD THIS WEEK
Turf Burn
Whiplash
Clara the Cat died =( R.I.P Clara
I have no ride home as of yet
Apathetic classmates

In Like A Lion

Is this weather depressing anyone else? It's gray, wet, rainy, and cold. Absolutely miserable.

Whatever sunshiny mood I left the dorm in is long gone.  It left with the clear skies and so did any motivation to get work done.  All I want to do is sit on my bed in my pajamas with the light off, blinds shut and watch movies and drink tea all night.

However, I have 2 exams this week and a game this Saturday. I must drag myself to the gym, to rehearsal, to a study session, and to the library. *Insert heavy sigh here*

On the less cloudy, less rainy side, 9 days until I go home. La la la.

And So It Begins...

RUGBY SEASON!

Let the flood of bruises begin. Rugby season is here! With our first outdoor practice yesterday, we are preparing for a game on Saturday. EEEK! I am so immensely excited, and terrified at the same time.

We lost our 2 starting locks, meaning I have now been bumped to starting. I think I maybe got in 40 minutes of playtime total in the fall. I am so scared that I will not know what it going on, that I will do something insanely dumb on the pitch, and that I will get red-carded...

At the same time, I know the rules. I am in shape. And we are playing a high school team. How bad can it really be?

We'll find out in t-4 days...

Feeling Better... Slightly

So I'm feeling slightly better today. No fever, and my throat doesn't hurt as badly.  I still didn't go to any of my classes, or work.  I also noticed how weak I felt after spending 48 hours in bed, with only 2 meals total (soup one day, and rice/noodles the next).  I meant to go grab breakfast today but fell asleep instead.  Easy mac for lunch it is!

I'm still going to rugby practice though.  With a game on Saturday, I have to!

Missin My Mommy

I have been fighting a cold for the last week, and this weekend I was feverish and felt absolutely miserable. I spent 48 hours curled up in bed watching movies on my laptop, and feeling awful.  It made me realize how badly I miss my mommy.

I miss having her call me in sick for school, bringing me gatorade, popsicles, crackers, soup, and ginger ale. I miss her sitting with me while I napped on the most comfortable couch in the world, and bringing me clean, warm blankets.  I miss her taking me to the doctors office (the health center here is NOT open on the weekends... are you kidding me?) and picking up my prescriptions.

Long story short, there are definitely times when I want to move back home because I don't feel old enough to be growing up yet. I still need my mommy!

Let's Get Physical, Physical.

I'm a horrible dancer, and I'm proud of that fact, especially after last night.  Last night was SAMS, (Students Against Multiple Sclerosis), which is a lip-syncing contest.  Even though it is not exclusively a Greek-life event, Women's Rugby was the only non-Greek organization that entered. And we kicked ass.

First of all, we were the only group of girls that hip/pelvic-thrusted on stage. We were all fully involved, we all had fun, and we didn't freak out if we forgot moves.

We ended the show with a banana. We ribbon-danced to Enya, and lifted Darling and Tots over our heads.  We humped the ground. We danced to Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch while our coach, Mark, fake-rapped. And we looked awesome, in our 80s work-out clothes, face paint, temporary tattoos, hats, and sunglasses. For God's sake, I had a rainbow drawn over my nose. The crowd loved us.

However, the Greek life organization didn't give us any award because they didn't want to lump us with the sororities. We kind of got shafted, but everyone on campus knows that Gator Rugby is the best thing out there.