Journey to the Center of the Country

Welp, it's been 3 years since my last post and I am officially the worst blogger in this century. I must apologize to the five select people who know about the existence of this piece of literary prowess and have doubtlessly been waiting on the edge of their seats. However, I suddenly find myself with an excess of time on my hands and a peculiar, disquieting living situation that should be documented just in case I happen to disappear off the face of the Earth. In other words, conditions are perfect to reignite this baby.

 Let's start with how I got to this state! (both my mental state in the physical state of Nebraska)

Summer Update

This summer I had the privilege of experiencing a once-in-a-lifetime phenomenon. And no, I'm not talking about South Africa again. I'm talking about what Truman kids call a Kirksville Summer.

Baby's First Beer Bong!

Hi fans! Today I'm just here relay to you the unfortunate events of last night. I want to document this moment so that I can remember it forever, because it was truly one of the most embarrassing moments of my life and I want the world to know about it! (look away Grandma! You don't need to read this! LOL)

Who Could You BBB?!

Hey everybody!
I have a super random and exciting tidbit to share with you today. This semester, I've been pledging an honors biology fraternity called BBB (Tri Beta). I'm already a second semester junior so I probably should have done this wayyyy sooner. It took a couple years, but I finally overcame my laziness and I'm really glad I did!

Life of a Truman Student

How I feel about heading back to Kirksville tomorrow:

For those of you who don't know what the heck, Kirksville is a small town in northern Missouri (I say small, but it is actually one of the biggest towns in northern MO which really says something) that is home to my college, Truman State University where I study Biology with a minor in Procrastination.