Oh, to be a kid again...

So there I was, on the bus the other day, when it came to my attention that my feet didn't reach the floor. (It was a high seat, I swear!). Once again, life is amusing. Note the designation of "special" on the bus...oh, the irony.

It's Jilly-o! Love her bunches and bunches. What a nugget! Okay, okay, it's about time I updated, I suppose (are ya happy, Brooke?!? GOSH..and congratulationages to you, my lady!!...I still think hot dog carts would be a wise choice; really, think of the possibilities!!). I work a lot. I study. That's my life. Lol...so sad, really. I'm taking the MCAT in May and studying for it is now what I do. I will divide and conquer! Or something like that. It's good, though, it feels right, not like I'm completely flushing my time down the proverbial toilet bowl. I'm also taking an organic chem class this semester...more good times to be had.

I've recently become very old, with a ruptured disc or something of the sort in my back. Note to readers: don't do this, it hurts. Just saw me off at the waist, that's all I say. What a crock. It's gotten better, and hopefully it will keep doing so. That's me, here in Wisconsin (do I really live in Wisconsin?? That's still so weird...) keepin on, keepin on. Woot.

Peace out. Love you, people!