I always feel like during Christmas vacation I get really lazy and fat and I just sort of fall off the grid for a little bit. So even though I am very sad to be leaving my life of family, gluttony, and old friends, I am really glad to be back at school, back at the grind, and back with my new friends. This place is starting to feel like home to me.
Today, was my sister's birthday and I had an awkward break between classes so I sat down and a bunch of strangers got to hear me sing Happy Birthday to my sister. There is a point to this story, I promise.
The point of this story is to say that I am so glad that I got a digital camera for Christmas. Because once my family was lame and having too much fun to talk to me, I took a picture of the pretty Stanford surroundings. Here's that pic:
And even though I am stressed about my hard classes, I am grateful to be going to a beautiful school.
I know that this post sounds like I hate my family, but I don't. I actually love them. Happy Birthday Camille! I hope you were serious about that can-opener.
In one last thing, this is me upon hearing the news that Andrew Luck is coming back to Stanford next year.
And when there's an emergency dance party, it means I'm officially back at the farm.