now I am done with class for a little while.

I have some things to say today.  I am officially done with finals now for tri 5.  That is nice.  I also ended up doing better than I thought I would do this tri, with the exception of one class.  Woops.  But still, I made deans list so I can't be too mad.  BE PROUD OF ME.  Also, I decided to finally give in to all the peer pressure and get a twitter, so you can all stop hassling me about it.  See what I did there, because nobody actually ever told me to get one but by saying that it makes you all think that everyone else was trying to get me on twitter.  @drew_lowey.  Get @ me (see what I did there again?).  It's probably gonna end up being my new favorite time killer.  I love killing time.  I also have one more thing to add.  Next paragraph!

I cannot wait to see "Chimpanzee".  It is gonna be so freaking awesome.  I'm gonna laugh, I'm gonna cry, I'm gonna watch monkeys run around and stuff for about 90 minutes.  It is gonna kill it so hard.  Also I'm psyched to finally get to start skating again over break.  There's a lot of stuff I'm psyched on right now.  It's gonna be a good time.  But really you all should definitely watch that trailer.  If you like good things, you will probably enjoy that trailer.  Actually I'm gonna have to cut this blog short but for real, help me get addicted to twitter because I need to improve my self esteem in a dependent, shallow way.  You know, 2012 style.  Time to go work out because I feel pretty freaking fat after the day I had yesterday  So much celebration.  I like to celebrate.  Also shoutout to Brittany because you always get psyched when you get shouted at.  And you know what, shoutout to matt and tim and spfp too, because I think you guys still read this.  Be on the lookout for all the blogs because I'm gonna be at brit's for a week and she has class and stuff.  So selfish.  Word.  Here's your gif.  These are all funny.  GIFs for the win.  

its finals weeek

here's your gif.  Don't bother me for a real blog.  You will enjoy this gif and you will not complain about it.  I HAVE A TEST IN a reasonable amount of hours,

Soon I will be done, and doing this dance.  Cash Rules Everything Around Me.  Get the money.  Dolla dolla bill y'all.  Also poop jokes.

Zisking blog

so it's time for a quick zisk blog, since I was just taking a break from studying and came across something too funny on reddit to not share with you all.  This goes out, not surprisingly, to my boy zisk, who I'm pretty sure beat pokemon at least twice sophomore year.  Oh man.  too funny.  POKEMON!

So I only have one more week till this semester is over, and I'm pretty happy about it.  Soon I'll be a big bad tri 6.  Look at this guy over here, doing doctor stuff.  Also, I have an awesome story to tell you all.  It was ZE GREATEST GOAL IN ALL ZE VORLD! I scored the best goal of my life yesterday.  I had a bouncing ball like 4 yards from goal right in front of our goalie, and i could tell I could pop it over his head.  So I decided, like everyone does on occasion, to  be super cheeky and do something awesome.  So I did this. (go to 3:23).  I did one of those, and popped it over the goalie's head.  Goal.  Killed it.  But of course, someone had to go and overshadow me later.  And by overshadow I mean someone (Shaun) got hit in the genitals very hard.  So obviously that took priority.  We have fun here at Logan.  If you're not living, you're dying.  Work hard play hard.  I'll sleep when I'm dead.  All work and no play makes Drew a dull boy.  I'm being inspirational here, work with me people.

I'm struggling with an extraordinary existential dilemma recently.  Should I or should I not cut my hair?  Part of me really wants to grow it out and see what happens, and the other half of me is Jewish.  Part of me wants a pony tail, and the other half has already decided that I will be doomed to Vader-esque helmet hair the rest of my days.  So basically what I'm getting at is that I should cut my hair but I'm holding out in hopes that maybe my budding jewfro will do something mildly attractive.  But hey, who cares because I have a girlfriend so I don't have to try anymore!  That's definitely advantage #1 to being in a long distance relationship (and by #1 I mean the only advantage, when compared to short distance.  See Brit I clarified so now you don't get to be fake mad at me! except for at that last comment. you can be mad at that one).  Don't want to shower today?  That's cool, as long as you're ok with sleeping in butt-smelling sheets.  That's what febreeze is for!  That's my meme quota for this blog.  INTERNET!

Also one more thing:  I think I'm gonna make a twitter.  It's starting to look like too much fun to not be on.  I love hashtags.  They're just funny.  So be on the lookout for that, because that should be interesting.

Alright well it's time to learn about hematocrit and stuff now.  It's just science and stuff, no big deal.  Here's your gif.  For some reason this is really funny to me.

mandatory easter blog

I was asked to write a blog fo real, so I decided that today would be a good day to do it, since I'm putting off studying and all.  But really, I've done about 1.5 hours of work over the past 4 hours.  So that's good.  At least something got done.  here's your blog.

It feels right to be back here, laying in my bed, supported by pillows, writing another glorious blog for all of you.  I know I've been busy this semester doing stuff that involves not writing blogs, but truth be told, I've really missed you all.  And by you all I mean typing mindlessly into this white box surrounded by an off-white border.

you've all been inceptioned

So I guess we should really get down to it.  What have I been doing?  How have I been? Have I gone through another toilet paper roll?  How are my ants?  All valid questions.  And I will answer them all.  Not much.  OK.  No.  Good.

Now that we're all caught up, I feel as though I should start on a fresh, but relevant topic: my love of Easter.  And not even in a sarcastic, "I'm not religious but I'm going to make fun of you for being religious on my blog" kind of way.  No.  This is, of course, about Cadbury eggs.  Only the greatest candy of all time.  And you know what the best time to buy cadbury eggs is?  The day after Easter.  Tomorrow, I am planning on spending my entire latest paycheck of $61.52 on Cadbury eggs, and then get completely chocolate wasted.  By the way, "Jack and Jill" got some prestigious awards recently.  So really what this all comes down to is the ratio in which I buy creme eggs to caramel eggs.  obviously I'm buying more creme than caramel, but how many more?  How often and I going to have to eat a caramel egg to cleanse my palate for more creme?  I'm willing to take suggestions, but my  guess is I'll end up with about a 2.2:1 ratio.  Because I will be buying at least 22 creme eggs.  I'm trying to punish my teeth.  Also I like Charleston chews.

Speaking of my teeth, I just bought a tongue scraper.  I very rarely care about my personal hygiene, but I was completely disgusted with the stuff that came off of my tongue yesterday.  And I even brush my tongue on a regular basis.  Didn't matter.  My tongue has never looked healthier than it did post tongue scraping.  I had been in the market for a tongue scraper for months now, but I did not realize that I could get one at walmart, which was obviously a huge mistake on my part.  Because when you can buy both baby formula and assault rifles at a store, you better believe they have tongue scrapers too.  I just tried to think of a joke about a baby and assault rifle store and I could not think of a good one.  either I'm rusty at the blog game right now or there really is no good, at least mildly tasteful way to make like a "rifles-R-us" joke or something like that.  yay photoshop!

So this is the first time I can remember where I was not home for easter, which means I am missing out on a super good meal at the fancy table at my parents' house.  Here is what I have consumed today so far: bowl of cereal, 2 oranges, chips and salsa, crackers and hummus, and an undisclosed amount of water.  I will probably have the cheesiest for dinner, because I got the blues.  Boom.  Back on my game.  But seriously, I don't think I would have any real attachment for any holiday if not for the glorious meals that always accompany them.  And the best part is the buildup.  Every fall, as it gets colder, everything starts reminding me of turkey.  Warmth literally smells like hot dogs.  Snow flakes don't reflect rainbows, just a giant ham in the sky.  The only bad thing about these glorious meals is that I inevitably spill something red and fast-absorbing on my nicest clothes.  Basically what I'm saying is that I haven't perfected the "balance things on your fork for long enough to get it to your mouth" thing. Also I failed the closed eyes nose touching test this semester when my boy Dr. black doug tested my cerebellar function.  I may or may not have a congenital cerebellar disorder.  Or maybe I've just had one too many minor (read major) head traumas.  Now I want ham.  Mom, you better save me some of that ham from this afternoon for 3 weeks until I get home.  Who am I kidding, my parents eat next to no food.  I'm gonna have a whole ham to myself.  So what I'm really trying to say with all of this is happy easter.

This semester is coming to a close pretty soon, and it's been a wild one.  If you all don't mind I would like to take a while to have a montage to the song "graduation" by vitamin C.  Now if you could, turn that song on and read the next few lines very slowly, and have pictures fade in and out as I mention them.  Soft zoom out from my inquisitive look.  Indoor soccer.  Reddit.  That two weeks where I went to the gym.  That first weekend I went to Brian's apartment and found that hubcap on the street.  The patriots lost the superbowl and then gisele whined about wes welker not being able to catch.  Guatemala trip.  Chicago with brittany.  Midterms and stuff.  That time that all of a sudden it was spring on february 20th or so.  Bow tie wearing.  Being really poor.  Going to trivia.  Boards.  Whatever happened that night after boards.  Punishing myself.  Having a suspicious number of distal forearm cuts.  Brittany came to visit.  Being too poor to play golf. Realizing that monday and tuesday of next week are going to be a huge beatdown.  Writing this blog to avoid my future problems.  Zoom back in. song fades out.  It's been a good semester, kind of.  I forgot to brush my teeth this morning.  Fortunately I haven't really got out of bed yet so it's technically still morning.  And on that note, I think I should leave you.  I hope to write another blog soon, but as usual, no guarantees.  After school ends I should have a solid couple weeks of blogs.  Especially while I'm at Brit's and she's being punished in class.  Here's your gif.