BEST THINGS ABOUT GOING HOME FOR THE WEEKEND

My ass is supposed to be in Berkeley right now but my parents house is so much better.
  1. There is food in the fridge
    Actual food like bread and eggs. The only thing in my apartment fridge was cake from last weeks work party and ham. I went grocery shopping and bought ham but no bread. What is wrong with me?
  2. Getting to sleep in my own bed
    In Berkeley, I'm an adult who sleeps on a bunk bed. In Livermore, I'm a fucking queen.
  3. Spending time with mom and talking about boys
    Aka her dragging me for the terrible taste I have and bad choices I make when it comes to boys. 💕
  4. Snuggling with the pup
    Pretty much the main reason I come home