Hey Mom!

Hey Mom! So this past weekend my roommates got married. Now I know what you're thinking:  Mack, two weddings on the same weekend? Why would your roommates do such a thing? No no no to each other , silly. Otherwise this blog post would be dripping with the dramatic telling of how two roommates planned their wedding for the same day in a larger-than-life game of relationship chicken. It would be a gripping tale about the boundaries of friendship in the pursuit of a fairytale wedding... this post won't be nearly as interesting. Instead, I'm talking about donuts! I would like to preface this tale by telling you that I had only two responsibilities during this wedding so I know my stress level was minimal compared to literally everyone else involved: 1. Don't lose the keys to hall. No problem, I have pockets and lanyards. Cake walk. 2. Receive 200 donuts on the morning of the wedding and place them on a pre-constructed peg board. Sounds like a super fun activity righ...

Hey Mom! I've been feeling really sane lately so I thought "Hey, why not take an extra class?" I know what you're thinking Mack, people take extra classes all time. Welllllll what I didn't realize is that since most of my classes are in french, most of my readings are french which takes me exactly 600x longer to read.  Not only does it take me longer, but I usually have to read them two or three times... I've provided a timeline below for your convenience: Reading 1: I don't think I actually know how to read in french because none of that made sense. Reading 2: This is the DUMBEST thing I've ever read... halfway through his sister was killed by a priest for NO reason! Reading 3: Oooooh she didn't die... she became a nun. That explains the response question about the convent. Now that I'm slowly blending my mind into a grey-matter soup, I'm realizing that I might be unpleasant to live with during this time. I've also realized t...