I think I started this weekend with very high hopes and these expectations. And I think when those expectations weren’t met at first I was upset. I felt like I wasted a weekend, and I felt dissatisfied and utterly disappointed. but now, I’m cleaning up my apartment from a weekend of fun with friends and I feel nothing but appreciation and gratefulness. things may not have gone as planned, but who cares when I had my friends around me the entire time making me laugh, having adventures, and making terrible financial decisions. i’m putting away all the candy we ate, putting all the drinks we forgot about in the fridge, and all I could think about is how much fun I actually had this weekend. The door is open, I’m listening to jazz, and the apartment is now strangely quiet. the first thing I thought was, “wow I wish my girls were here” I think that’s true sisterhood, being able to still have fun with these women despite things going wrong. I’m just so grateful to have found my girls so soon, almost to the point of tears. so nadina and aliyah, if yall are readin this. thank you for being my sisters