Bedridden

Not because I'm sick, or dying, or mentally ill, though I may suffer an overuse injury to the brain by the end of these next two weeks.  I'm bedridden because finals begin this week and I plan to be holed up in my room studying until the coming of the eschaton (ha ha Christian Origins humor-- yes, I've already begun studying).  Oh, the life of a college student. 


Coming off such a great weekend, though, I really can't complain.  It was my roommates birthday yesterday and we celebrated at midnight, complete with balloons, cheers, lemon poppyseed cake, and Christmas music.  Not to mention Christmas shopping with some hall mates in Colonial Williamsburg (further known as CW), Berrybody fro-yo, Secret Snowflake gift exchange, pink fuzzy slippers, 10 Things I Hate About You, and Grand Illumination.  Overall, it was quite the grand weekend indeed.


So now that I've bored you with the happenings of my amazing weekend, I should get back to studying.  What a TWAMP I am.  


Edit: The first definition of twamp...