rubydoll

Now that there is only three weeks until I'm out of here, the days are flying by. My parents must be feeling the crunch, because they dragged me all over today, as they gathered things for my dorm. (This whole roommate thing better work out, or I am ditching it second semester.) My poor little room is going to be so cluttered. My mom already bought me enough toiletries to last all year, and she plans on doing more shopping when she drops me off. Apparently, I need a mini refrigerator, microwave, iron, etc., otherwise I might not survive...

I am relieved that everything has pretty much been taken care of, and now all I have to do is pack & ship everything off. No more shots, no more confusion, no more work, no more driving!!

I hope my roommate at least has a decent sense of humor, if nothing else.

Oh, and the mom got me these as well:





...and a Happy Birthday to you!