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Is it wrong to be ready for bed at 8pm on a Friday night?

If your answer is yes: Too bad. I do what I want.
If your answer is no: Thank you! That makes me feel much more okay with the fact that it is in fact 8pm on a Friday night and I'm in my pajamas laying in my bed because I feel like I have no energy left for moving or functioning. Let's be honest, the fact that I'm even writing a blog right now should come as completely shocking. ;)

Okay, all joking and exhausted-ness aside, I am back at school after a month of doing absolutely nothing of importance every day, all day. Getting back in the routine is tough stuff. But my goal for the weekend is to get everything organized and planned out for the rest of the semester before I go back to class on Monday. It's doable.

Classes seem pretty okay this semester - a lot of reading and not a lot of writing, which I have a feeling will be a welcome change from the last semester. Kindergarten is beautiful, you'll see more about that if you take a virtual walk on over to my other blog. I'm back to eating healthy and working out at least semi-regularly. Life is good; back to the routine.

I turn 21 in 20 days. And yes, I am going to do the 21 stereotypical thing and go out and get drunk in celebration of my day of birth....I might even do it twice, or maybe even three times if I'm feeling rebellious.  But other than the few days after Eke turns 21, that will probably be the extent of my partying for the semester.

And also - obviously I don't have anything to say about my "personal growth" on this post. I just felt like posting to post. (Yes, I'm still stuck on this and irritated about it). Obviously this one was full of sass. Meh, it happens.