Hard as it is to believe, senior year is for real over. While I've been chastised and mocked for being "boring" this year, quite the opposite is true. It was, in fact, my most hard core year at Georgetown. Too hard core (gasp) to blog. But the grades are in, and I have passed Russian, so it's time to jump back onto my computer.
This year, particularly this past semester, I really loaded it on heavy. A lot of heavy classes with work, Chambers presidency, etc. It was a lot. Hard core work. But to be hard core, one must also embrace the yin of hard core work's yang: hard core partying. While my hard core party nights were not as frequent as, say, the last 99 days at Georgetown, they did occur once every other week or so, and resulted in stolen belongings, occasional groping, and some unique sleeping locations. There were some things I'm proud of, some things I'm really not proud of. Now that it's all over, I solemnly promise to be less "boring"... or at least to post more. The latter does not exactly guarantee the former.
take the best part write it in your caffeine diary
