After much drama, crying, and bad airport food, I'm still not home. Bad weather in Chicago made for a very long night. And somehow I find myself at the Chicago airport at 7 a.m., blogging. I have a flight home at noon, so I'm biding my time and preparing to lose it completely if I'm not home by tonight.
Anyhow. Finals ended! I survived. And I didn't blog because this is what I was doing:
Going out for dinner and to the Bryant Park holiday market on Friday night right after my last final:
And then back to school to celebrate with some bubbly! (sparkling cider) and Love, Actually. .
Went to do the cliche tree at Rockefeller, Starbucks, Macy's deal:
Tree:
And then we made pancakes and finished up handmade Christmas presents in my dorm:
And then Sunday met Gigi and Patty for lunch at Union Square and we meandered around the Union Square holiday market!
It was seriously the loveliest weekened ever. I forgot what it felt like to have fun without feeling guilty about having fun. Ha. Usually I'm thinking the whole time about the homework I should be doing.
I need to chill, dudes. But, guess what! A whole month of chilling once I finally get home. Pray the flight gods like me today. <3
