The past couple of weeks (and the next will be for that matter) have been hectic crazy. Tryin' to graduate is hard, yall. I have about 14 end of the year projects and no time to do them.
But guess what?
9 more days of my college career. Can I get a hellllllls ya? Mostly I'm just excited because this means in 9 days, I will never have to build another free campaign for ever again. No more tests, no more boring readings, no more grades. And that, my friends, is magical. Every college student I know hates group projects--that's a given. But I have seriously been dealt with some group members from hell. I like them all individually as people, but we suck as a group. And can I just say, having a group meeting at El Arroyo during happy hour is a freakin' terrible idea. I tried to tell 'em.... We deserve the least productive group award.
Anyways, on to more pressing matters: my Instagram. Ever since Facebook got a new design, I've kind of opted out of using it. It makes my computer run slow and I only see stupid posts nowadays. This brings Instagram into the forefront of my #1 most used app. Yay? Very pertinent information for you guys, I know.
This is my best friend, yall. She likes to keep it classy.
Graham's hockey game on Saturday. I was the lone fan. (Also, Graham I know you're reading this--I realize you're not in this picture. You were in the box and I needed an artsy-fartsy Instagram pic. You love me.)
This boy cracks me up. He literally smiles for belly rubs and it is the best thing ever. I love that dog.
Ah, my second favorite couple. Garrett spilled his drink on Kaitlynn, resulting her fun, new lactation look. She was obviously very happy about it.
I saw this lad on my way to class the other day. Evidently his name is Lizard Man and he's really cool? I'm just wondering why his skin is blue. And why his eyebrows have marbles in them.
Perfect weather calls for tennis ball throwing.
My precious little poppet made me delicious waffles one morning. What a keeper.
Boyfriend's selfies. What a hottie.
I just want to preface this story with the fact that I was extremely, unusually emotional last week. I was walking through campus, it was a beautiful day, and I teared up after taking this picture because I'm so sad that I have to leave the happiest place on earth (The University of Texas) in less than 2 weeks. Embarrassing much?
I know I'm not the only one who can't wait till Arrested Development comes to Netflix in May.
I love this boy. I don't love the fact that my foundation is too light.
Compton: Texas Edition
Yep. That's about it. The next Insta-whateverday will feature lots of sunshine, pool times, and beer. Because it's summer and summer means no school. Unless I get a job ASAP, then I won't have a summer. And that is depressing. I don't wanna think about it. So I won't.