I had my last day of class today, which means that I'm going to spend the next week (until Wednesday afternoon) inputting data entry into my brain. That's just another term for "studying for finals". This is what my kitchen looked like before my parents got home from work:

The surface was literally covered in chemistry!

This is what my laundry basket looked like:

I wish I could say that this is a rare occurrence, but my laundry basket looks like this every week. I blame it on the fact that my laundry basket is small and that I wear bulkier clothes in the winter. 

Now, everything is clean and folded. 

I also brought back the veggie chili recipe that I made earlier in the year during Adelaide's winter. I topped it again with non-fat Greek yogurt, but I changed the cheese. Since I can easily get my hands on Mexican-inspired cheese in America, I sprinkled that on top (which melted right into the warm chili...YUM!). I also used quinoa again in place of lentils. It's a great winter recipe, and it's so simple to make. 

I got a message from my friend Laura today asking if I had any awkward pictures of her my our childhood (it had something to do with her work). I mentioned Laura in one of my most recent posts about my Harand Camp reunion, because we went to camp together for at least four years! Naturally, we took tons of pictures together. I didn't have any on my computer, but I dug out my old photo albums, pulled out a few good ones, and scanned them. 

Here are some of my favorites!

Below: Laura and me in our room in the summer of 2001. We were getting ready to perform the musical "Grease" (we did a performance for the parents at the end of every session), and we just teased our hair. When I don't straighten my hair, I have a huge afro mop of curly hair. 

There's Laura dancing to "Cool Rider" a few hours later!

My roommates for that summer: Laura, Stacey, Jess (in front) We were dressed up for our banquet, which happened at the end of every session. We always had chicken kiev and chocolate cake. Charlie's Angels was also clearly a hot thing at the time.

This picture was taken the following summer. We had a dance (with a DJ, I think) every session, and we always got to dress up as something. Here is how I labeled us in my photo album (from left to right): Baby Spice, Hula Slut #1, PUNK, Hula Slut #2. Obviously, I was very mature for my age. 
Real names (from left to right): Mimi, me, Laura, Jessica

The same year, my counselor planned a spa night for us for my 16th birthday (I always had my birthday at camp). We ordered pizza and watched Romy and Michelle's High School Reunion while covering our faces in masks and cucumbers. I remember having fun. 

Sometimes, I really wish that I could go back to those days. Actually, I wish it a lot. Those were some of the best times of my life. I'm so fortunate to keep in touch with many of those girls. They are irreplaceable to me!

Time to go back to data entry! Catch y'all later.