How Do I Live

Just got back from Ziskind Senior Banquet. Swore I wouldn't get drunk, but here I am. Connie and Frances and I got trashed, and ended up with them taking water shots and me trying to stand up in Frances' room. I was definitely in a dress. Frances saved me from oversharing, which I heartily appreciate. Really, sometimes you need to just shut. up. Yeah.

Kareoke was had, and it was awesome. I got to wear the fro wig, and hang out with the consultant, which was awesome. The plan now? Shower and bed. Hard. Core.

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Yeah, so last night was Ziskind senior banquet. I definitely cried, but kept it under control. I'm starting to realize what all of this means. I'm trying to remember that it's hard because I have such good friends, that I'm really lucky. I'm really lucky, and you can't ask people to do anything other than what's best for them, and I don't want to.

All the same, whether they're a few states or half the world away, I'm going to miss them so much.