Weekend Akin to Freshman Year

Two tests and a paper to complete before 5 on Monday? No problem. Let me just: attend a 30-minute dance party. See Alice in Wonderland in 3-D at midnight on opening night dressed up with some of my best friends (I was the Queen of Hearts). Go to IHOP afterwards. Not get home until 3:30 in the morning. Walk through inches of snow in open-toed shoes, after not wearing a coat in 60 degree weather most of the day (and much of the next day). Go to the Vocal Point concert with Christine--and still be crushing on one of VP's members. Work a 4-hour shift. Chill out with Sarah Lutz. Dine on delicious Indian food at Bombay House with England folk. Watch Slumdog Millionaire (Mill-in-air!) with said England folk. Dance my heart out at Cupid's Ball for the last little hour. Have Cupid's Ball (aka our ward party) shut down by police. (Dear Provo citizens: College town, Saturday night, not even midnight, third year of Cupid's Ball. Don't complain. You were welcome to come dance too.) Blogging, instead of sleeping. Being very content, despite everything that still needs to be done. Feeling like this picture, which I love: