Home For The Holidays. And Then Some.

First semester of my Sophomore year have come and gone. Yeah it is quite ridiculous to think about. It has flown by and I don't know if I'm okay with that. It has been a good year in that I think I have found what I want to major in. Journalism and Mass Communications. Sounds pretty cool huh? We will soon find out.
Concerning this break: I don't really know what to expect. We are doing the usual go to Tennessee trip after Christmas, spend time with the family. Then I come back and go to Passion which is going to rock my world and I cannot wait. Then a possible trip to Louisville, Kentucky, which could also be a heck of a time. But then after that I still have like 3 weeks to work or what not. Gotta get that cash money right?
Im going to back track a little bit and fill you in on some shenanigans that took place Thursday night. We had ourselves a bonfire, rather a bonfire to celebrate a stress-free, no more finals night... And it did not disappoint. Next day woke up and started packing my stuff up and also helping Kelsey with her enormous amount of stuff... :) Then finally traveled home all 2 and a half hours, sorry all you mid-westerners who have to travel hours upon hours. Got home and kicked it with the 49+'s, which was always fun. Like a worn out body should, I slept till about 12 and then accompanied Mr. David Swilley to the mall to Christmas shop for his family. Now I'm going to share with you all the best part of my day yesterday...
David's dog Buck decided he really wanted one of David's pretzel sticks, so as any desperate dog would, Buck pouted until he got one. Well little did we know Buck's stomach could not take that salty greatness. He threw up. Not just a little bit, HIS WHOLE STOMACH! Lee, David, and I all start laughing and I slowly make way into another room. I would have thrown up as well if I hadn't of exited the room... No doubt about it. So like a good dog owner David goes outside to get the infamous pooper-scooper to clean that mess up. He gets it all in there and walks outside to where I am and dumps it out. BUT while David is explaining the sheer nastiness of this ordeal he starts gagging and throwing up!!!
David: "Dude that was the nasti-bahhhhhhhhh (throw-up sound)" Me:"Bahahahahahahaha"
Made my night.
Enough for now. I feel as if this post is going nowhere.

Oh. If you don't know who I am referring to when I said I was kickin it with the 49+'s. Those are my parents.


Matt