So here's the thing...

We have to take our clothes off!
We have to party all night!

Just kidding =)

But on the not kidding side-
We have a serious problem!! The predicament is that TGA funding has had a $120,700 budget cut and the way it will affect the students most is the monetary cut in the seniors trip to China.
So.... I was wondering if any of you brilliant people had any good ideas to help save money or get TGA some publicity or even fundraiser ideas. As always, I am drawing up blank. I need some gas for my thinker.

Treemontinus

The last week in August we went to Treemont. It was a GREAT trip according to me (and this had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that one of the guides was cute). Ask someone else and they would tell you it was H E double hockey sticks. Those potty mouths... But anyways, some of the highlights of Treemont were-

getting to know people better. It being only the third week of school people were still meeting people from other cottages and houses. Above is picture of me and Fadi (my baby daddy).

My absolute favorite part would probably be this creek right hur (actually it was the waterfall but I don't have a picture of it to put up). It was freezing cold but absolutely wonderful at the same time!

And finally we went back to school. Unfortunately we ended up at the wrong one. Me, being exhausted, did what any normal student would do when faced with a desk and a chalkboard.

Chigurh Please!

Okay, so I have decided that since I am a little late in starting this blog. I will start with the beginning of my schooling experience and highlight the highlights up to this point.

Move In Day

...was quite saddening. And confusing. Who hates to to mingle??? Me! But I guess I had to get used to it because I was gonna live with those people or something stupid like that.

First Week

I was already studying in style! My school is so lucky to have me making their campus that much more awesome!

There Are Ants In Strange Places

Thuggy B in da building!!
Right now mom is giving me 1/2 inch thick cornrows. It's making me feel like an inside out Oreo. Today someone told me I listen to a lot of "black" music. I was proud. I could feel my inner gangsta coming out and I was 'bout to show him da lingo too, and then I fell out of my chair.

Well anyways, mom is making me do this blog, and I will do a good job of it too. I live to serve!!!
Beach House = Love