this is what happened when peter and trista came over to drag megan and i out of our caves for a study break:
i was in a very vulnerable spot, and it didn't take much for me to agree to this.
(please ignore the greasy hair and finals week attire)
this, however, took some professional peer pressuring. it didn't help that i wasn't in my right mind.
i'm going to put this study break in my pocket, and pull it out for future use (i.e. next quarter).
