Sophomore Year....

In commemoration of my last day of school EVER (well, unless I decide to go for a Masters) I am adding College Memories. Pt. II.....drum roll please.....Here is to SOPHOMORE YEAR!!!! Caitlin, Melissa, Robyn, and I moved into the wonderful and amazing 197th ward. This was a year when we discovered how to study every so often, decided that Business School was not the right choice for us, and a year of intense, bone chilling fun. My favorite part of the year will be added later, but it will be briefly mentioned in the photos below. Be Excited. Here goes.

Football. We got all-sports passes....a little late. We got the non-rotating seats on the VERY last row of the stadium. An eagle eye view, one could say.

We got a little mischievous every so often in Apt. 240. I don't even know if I can explain what is going on here, but I will try. We made a ransom note on an extra broken chair we had in our apartment. Cool.

Robyn and I discovered our talent of abstract art. Look at that amazing piece! We did that all by ourselves....Nice, cheap, quality college art piece.

HAHAHA! I still laugh out loud when I think of this adventure. We were going to Melissa's house for Conference. Caitlin thought she remembered the way. She didn't. She is like a man when it comes to asking for directions. I would call Melissa every time we got lost, tell Caitlin, and she would say "Oh, I remember how to get there now." Not. We got lost on about 15 seperate occasions. A supposed to be 45 minute drive took us over 2 hours. Bangeter Highway will never be the same for me!

Jumping for joy when we finally got to Mellisa's house!

Our neighbors invited us over for a halloween dinner and we were supposed to make dessert. We thought we would be culinary and shape our cookies like a witch and a ghost....if you couldn't tell, we failed...they still tasted good though

ATTENTION: Highlight of the year (at least my year). Video to come. Watch for it. Be Excited.

Really? We have to relive the days of the Cannon Center and eat chicken cordon bleu at the Ward Formal? Yes, we did. And it was delicious.

Kermit died. We held a formal funeral for him. Tears were shed. Eulogies were shared. Hymns were sung. A grave was dug....in the dumpster. It was one of the saddest days of my life.

Happy 20th Birthday! and 19 and a 1/2 birthdays to Robyn and Caitlin!

My first experience at the Festival of Colors, but certainly not my last. Oh, I was so naive to the traditions back then.

End of the year comes around and Melissa and I cannot bear to depart from each other.

That is all from Sophomore year! Great year, I would say!

Song of the Year: "Every Time We Touch" by Cascada takes the cake for sure.
Movie of the Year: I don't know...