1. Almost set the apartment on fire. Seriously. Rachel and I were having a belated, candlelit vday dinner, talking and having a good time when Kat screams “guys, something is on fire!” We turn around and somehow, a napkin caught on fire. Of course, being my dumbass self, I tried to blow it out, but it blew from Rachel’s hand onto the carpet. Thank god for Kat because if it wasn’t for her, I think the apartment would’ve seriously burnt down.
2. 7:30 AM, and I just came back from Denver, CO. Yes, apt 2816 + honorary roommate drove all the way to Denver on a Wednesday night just to see Big Time Rush. Somehow, we made it there just in time (8 hr car ride became a 6 hr one since we sped like crazy), but the drive back was the worst, and it took a lot longer than I thought. I went just because everyone else was going (peer pressure), but it turned out to be a lot of fun.