I'm Way UP, I Feel Blessed.

I fully embrace every part of being an Adams girl. Adams Hall... The all girls dorm I lived in last year where I met the girls who will forever be dear to my heart. #AdamsHallForever. But as far as my love stretches for 228 Second East, I think it's safe to say I upgraded a little bit.

University Park, or "UP"- My apartment for the next semester. Let me just say, I *really* feel like an adult now. Having a living room, a kitchen, and our own bathroom.. We have it made.

Yeah, my roommate and I have had a pretty great time the few weeks we've been living here.

Sahara- an adjective I would use to describe her, and honestly one she uses to describe herself ALL the time is "awesome". But hey! I don't disagree. I think I got pretty lucky with her. She was one of the first girls I met on my hall last year, she happened to live in the room right next to mine. I guess I liked her enough to choose to live with her. In all honesty, I'm SO looking forward to this semester living with her.

Oh, and did I mention we have a puppy? 5-month-old Nala. Our little ball of spunk and pain in the...butt. Not only does she provide us emotional support, but she's the sole reason why our neighbors hate us. She's still a puppy, therefore she likes to bark at strangers, or the lizards, or the wind...

my roomies

We were reading one of those articles on Facebook like "10 things you and your roommate say to each other..." and it mentioned things like When will you be home? What's for dinner? Can you curl my hair? Wanna take a picture? (which side note, you know how Facebook does that "happy 1 year of friendship" thing? Sahara and I got that the other day and guess how many pictures we had together. Three. We had three photos.) Anyways, as we read the list, we realized that 80% of the list were things we never even thought about saying to one another. Things we say to each other consist of Did you take your Vitamin C? Did Nala chew up anything today? Doesn't this Snapchat filter make me look bomb?! Please tell me this isn't a spider bite... We had an actual "argument" the other day because I told her not to do the dishes or vacuum because I was stressed and wanted to stress clean when I got back from class which she then proceeded to say "NO! I'm stressed! I'm cleaning!" Then we sat back and laughed at the fact that we are arguing over who's more stressed and gets the honor and privilege of cleaning to de-stress.

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Family dinners.

Movie nights.

Good times...

Here's to our little apartment in University Park!