No more class!

CHRISTMAS BREAK! Oh how I love thee.
For this moment I am skipping over the fact that I still have FIVE finals to take. Five. Five. Really? Oh boy.
But it is Christmas break in the fact that we are d-o-n-e with classes. High five for the fastest semester of my life. Daggum.
And it is coooold now. Like, don't-wanna-get-out-of-my-warm-bed-at-all cold.
Also, our internet is down. Perfect timing Comcast. (but really, probably a good thing. Forces me to get in my car and go somewhere public- thanks neighbs and Panera and Hodges- you suck)
So anyway here's to:
eating TONS of yummy soup.
and jamming to my main man, the Bieb's Christmas album
and cuddling and movie watching with the roomies
and studying (gag)
and wearing Wallabees for the first time all year- insert rolling your ankle with every step here
and showing off my dance moves at the Christmas formal. Shout out to my date. Ow-ow.
and YoungLife end of year leadership. The thankfulness. The words. Don't exist. Can't. Even. Form. Sentences.
and watching Friday Night Lights anytime I can- I am 100% not above passing up studying for this show. Yes, I've jumped on the bandwagon. A little late. But who's judging?
Now some quick pics to sooth your studying eyes:

 TWO PICTURES OF MY YOUNGLIFE TEAM BECAUSE I LOVE THEM SO MUCH! Don't judge me. Or do.