This weekend was absolutely amazing.
Friday, I went home with my best friend after school.
We met Mormons who tried to convert us, but we ended up telling jokes about "Can I have your numba?" We ate Chinese and cried from laughter.
We went to the lake and skipped rocks and flung them with slingshots.
we climbed trees and cried some more.
I fell into a hole and busted my knee. So much fun.
I worked Saturday, 1-6:30, and got ready in a 15 minutes and still managed to pull together a decent outfit. Then I went to the Danish-Going-Away-Party. It was a complete blast. I met some of the best people.