One more week...

... of classes at Truman. Then after that, finals week.

The count down is beginning for real and I am so ready.

This weekend was a pretty good one. I did a crap ton of partying. Friday one of our friends came to visit us and we all went to the bars with her. My cousin, Mike, was also in town and it's always amazing to get to see one of the fam.

I really don't know where I'm going with this post, so I apologize for it being lame already.

Saturday was pretty cool. We had Family Day for our frat and a lot of parents got to come up and hang out. My dad and step mom were able to visit, which was also great. Especially since they took me out for lunch and bought me groceries. We had a banquet that night for the families and also to have a little fun occasion for all of the graduating brothers. We did superlatives and I was given "Life of the Party" and it was presented to me by one of my favorite new people, Mark. I'm going to miss that guy after I graduate. Later that night, a lot of us drank (I know, big surprise there!), visited a house party, and then went to a Prism dance/show/thingy. When I woke up, I didn't remember how I got back to my place. Ugh, I'm stupid. But, I didn't drive. Of that, I'm sure. So at least one small victory for me.

I think more and more that although I say I am leaving and I am never coming back to this town that I just might be lying. The people make it worth it. I just may have to make a return. Luckily, another new favorite brother, Matt, has offered to house me if I ever do return. So it's becoming more of a possibility.

We will have to wait and see, I guess.