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"I may cry when I see you…"

NOTHING could EVER match the bond that Katherine Elizabeth Gates and I have. NOTHING. She is forever and always my best friend in the entire world, and my sister even longer than that. 

And she comes home in ONE WEEK. One could never express my joy.

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So, here's the story, here's the thing…

1. I don't really like the other blog venue. I'm not a big fan of change with most things, and I guess this was just one of them. I already have my followers here, so there's no use in making my mom create a whole other profile just so that she can keep up with me. No sense in it at all.

So here I am.

2. I may or may not have pulled an all-nighter. You're thinking, "Oh, no big deal, an all-nighter, whatevs. Incorrect. I love my sleep. Sleep comes before school. If I get tired while I'm studying, or doing homework, I drop the crap and go to bed. Twisted priorities maybe, but my passion has nothing to do with ecological food pyramids or the fact that the ugly shrubbery found all over Australia is called Mallee Scrub and is related to Eucalyptus. I'm over school, and I'm burnt out. 

At any rate, I truly enjoyed my Developmental Psych class. Dr. Parker is to me my version of Professor Lupin, who would have undoubtedly been my favorite professor, had I been fortunate enough to have gotten my letter to Hogwarts. But that's a delicate subject and besides the point. Dr. Parker made class interesting and fun, and the man KNOWS what he teaches about, inside and out, and loves every single minute of it. 

So, yeah. For HIS exam, I stayed up. All night. Partly with Scott and ALL night with Justin. Here's what happened, strangely detailed:

At 9pm (Tuesday), I got off work, went home, gathered my things (as well as Kasey), and headed to the library. On the way, we stopped at a gas station to get my 32 oz of caffeine and one of those little packs of chocolate donuts. You know, the $0.89 ones. I hadn't had dinner, and it was all I could afford. So there.

At the 'brary, Kasey and I meet up with Scott at the little cafe section, and we chat and eat, and I succeed in finishing the 32 oz drink, so I buy another to pour in mah cup. 9:45 rolls around, and Justin joins the fun. He, Scott, and I are all in the same class. We sit there for a moment longer so Justin can eat his Subway, and then we head up to the 2nd floor to find a study room. Successful, we were. There we found some explicit things written on the windows of the room in dry erase marker. Many giggles were had. Delirium was already setting in. 

As soon as Scott and I got our notes up on MyBama, we were totes in a serious study haze. Justin went in and out, and Kasey and Andrew were being sillies. Anyway, we finished most of our study guide by about 2am, and headed home. 

Kasey went to bed. Thus, I went to work. Justin and I decided we would go ahead and make her birthday cake early and stay up all night doing it like we did with Daniel's. I was tired, but I agreed, wanting desperately to try a Pinterest idea for icing the cake. I had one layer of the cake already done by the time Justin came in, and my piping bag was set up. But before that, poor Daniel stumbled in. He had forgotten to take some things to the library so that he could finish up his choral compendium. He borrowed my flash drive and went to dress for the next day. He was planning on staying in the library until time for his final. He left frazzled, but dressed to kill. 

I only WISH this was the cake I made.

As I was slipping the second layer of chocolate fudge cake into the oven, Justin arrives. We watched Family Guy, typed up some notes, and waited for the cake to finish. Within the course of about an hour or so, I got the cake out, let it cool, shaved it down to size, pasted the two layers together with chocolate icing and covered the outside with white icing. A big ole fat chunk of cake fell off, and I pasted that back on with chocolate icing. Honestly, the cake looked like a S.A.M. (for those of you who don't know what that means, it's probably for the best, so let's just say it SUCKED). I was tired. And disappointed. 

BUT, I fixed it all okay when I put the Sour Patch Kids on the side and piped the top. It wasn't too bad. It was very colorful, which distracts from the fact that it looked like poop, but I was satisfied. I put it in the fridge, laid down on the couch with my blanket and pillow to watch a Star Wars episode of Family Guy, and PASSED OUT. I felt kind of bad for Justin, since I fell asleep while he was there, but he had my computer, so he was well entertained. 

POWER NAP is what it was. After 30-45 minutes, around 5am, I woke up and went to town. FULL of energy. I made birthday signs for Kasey, set signs up leading to her cake, wrapped the other sour patch kids bags in wrapping paper tied with tinsel from our Christmas decorations, Wrote her a few notes, decorated to the best of my ability with what I had (i.e. Harry Potter crap & a V mask), etc…

Justin sat there, highly amused with my power surge. I took pictures of everything, and by the time I finished it was 6am. Maybe a little after. Justin left to go back to the library to study for math, and I went back to sleep on the couch until 8. Jasper woke Kasey up, so she came out of her room into the living room. I sleepily pointed to the kitchen and mumbled, "Go look…!" She did so, and I think she loved it. :) And suddenly I was awake again, and I told her the events of the morning, in great detail, leaving nothing out. She, too, was amused. I don't really remember what all was said. 

Then we went back to sleep, but not until I texted everyone and their mother about random, crazy things, or wishing them luck on exams. I was so effing cheerful. And then I passed out again until it was time to wake up for the exam.

So. 10:30am. Got up and made myself some eggs and toast and headed out to school. The exam was 31 questions. You've got to be joking. But I feel like I did well on it. And Dr. Parker sent us home with a "Thank You, Students" slide show with a song and all of the baby pictures we sent to him that he liked to use for the power points (since it was DEVELOPMENTAL psych). It was sweet. And he ended the semester the way he always ended our classes:

"Teach your children well!" :)

THEN I went home and napped some more. Woke up and began to write this post, but never finished. Zacc and I went to get some Starbucks before we went to a rehearsal for Wesley's Lessons and Carols at his church in Fosters. That happens tomorrow night. And thank you for buying me coffee, Zacc. :) 

Um...yes, please!

Then we rehearsed at Moody. Sang a lot. Then it was time for church choir practice. Sang some more. Nearly fell asleep in practice, too. It was kind of funny. I was out of it. I kept zoning out. Plus, I was sitting between Mabs and Kathleen, so you know we didn't pay any attention. When I wasn't zoning out, I was laughing at them. 

Alright, moving this along, I promise. I'm going to add some pictures so as to keep your attention as you read. You better read.

SOOOOOOOOO after THAT I indulged Kasey and went over to Jonathan's for a little "YAY EXAMS ARE OVER" party, even though I was about to pass ouuuuut again. But I love all of the people that were there. And they loved the birthday cake! It was pretty tasty. And I played Mario tennis on the 64, which was loads of fun. Talk about letting your anger out! So all was bearable until about 12:30am when I was ready to cry...

Let me explain to you how I felt durning the course of the day. Three emotions, really.

CHEERFUL -------> HATEFUL & SARDONIC ----------> WEEPY & PATHETIC

"OMG, yay! I love everyone and everyTHING!"

"Omg, leave me alone before I say something hateful that I may or may not regret later."

"WHY AM I CRYING?!?!"

So, after falling asleep on and off at Jonathan's, we finally left. And yes, I cried in the car on the way home. No idea why. I was just THAT tired, I guess. 

So, now it's Thursday and I woke up at 11 something. 10 hours of sleep. And it's dark outside…? I guess it's supposed to rain? 

And Daniel's caught up on sleep, nerding out to Skyrim. 

PEACE.