Day ten: A picture of the person you do the most stupid things with.

Here be all my Disney roomies, except one, who had to wake up early that morning. I can't really think of anything stupid I've done since then, unless procrastinating physics homework until the last possible minute with Ms. Emily counts.
O how I miss the midnight Wendy's runs; foot shadow puppets; cramming into a bus that was already far over maximum capacity and even though you were so uncomfortable you didn't want it to end because the kid's from Africa were singing the most beautiful music; riding Rock 'n' Rollercoaster and Expedition Everest multiple times in a row; forgetting to reapply sunscreen and getting the worst burn of my life, getting a whole sand pale full ice cream with far too much fudge thinking it wouldn't be enough, having fat girl nights (as shown above), taking the matresses off our beds to watch movies and parading around the parks like we owned the place.
Memories are made of this