Ever single time I sit down to write a blog, the same thought keeps crossing my mind: “Wow, the weeks are going by way too fast.” This is definitely true! I have had the same routine for awhile now: wake up, work, home, dinner, shower, sleep, repeat. It may sound dull, but it’s the truth. Working a “9-to-5” (or whatever hours it may be) like an adult is probably the most exhausting thing I have ever had to do.

This week was relatively calm. I had my midterm for my class, and the weather became absolutely GORGEOUS. Friday night my roommate Natalie and I went to dinner at Matchbox in Chinatown and to the movies afterward. Yum is the only word that can describe the mouthwatering indulgence that is Matchbox. In summation, they serve delicious flatbread style gourmet pizza and other dishes like salads, seafood, and pasta.  We ordered some sort of magical pizza that had grilled chicken, mushrooms, peppers, and some other things. Now, I am from New Jersey (see blog title) and I have had some pretty delicious pizza in my day, but this pizza was AMAZING. The chicken was real chicken, and the crust was so crispy and delicious it practically melted in my mouth. That is without a doubt one of the best places I have ever eaten at, period. We saw The Last Song afterwards. Yes, I know. I can hear the collective groan from all the people who don’t particularly think it is worth a penny to see. Surprisingly, I liked it.

Saturday I got to see the Franciscan Monastery which is located somewhere off the Brookland/CUA Metro stop. My parents came down with my Grandmother and we toured the building and the grounds. It was beyond gorgeous! My Grandmother was last there in 1939 so I think she was surprised to see it again. It was definitely worth it to see how much she enjoyed it. The building had stained glass windows that were handmade from Germany and even a replica of the catacombs under Rome. Regardless of religion, it is definitely a gorgeous establishment to see. Sunday we had a dinner at our apartment and I successfully made a baked macaroni and cheese that was not runny, nor did it taste like dirt.

I must say I’m proud of myself.

Until next time!