Pat woke up me up early for some sunrise pictures with Joe and JJ. I’m glad he did, because I managed to disable my alarm in my sleep.

Work was barely work at all. I flirted with the Bucknell girls but still got my work done.

After spending an hour in the beach, I started to prep for dinner. I made my chicken wrapped with prosciutto, topped with a white wine reduction sauce - for sixteen people. I had a lot of help (Meghan, Joe, Nia, Ronin) and we created quite a feast. Once again, we got lots of compliments. I know I cooked the sauce too long, but I don’t think anyone noticed.

Later that night, I went the “Art Bar” in downtown Fort Lauderdale with Janine, Katie, Ronnie, and Sachin. I had one short dance with Janine, but I spent the rest of the night socializing with the bar tenders and some girls from IU. I felt bad not dancing more with her, but my situation wasn’t going to change.

After about five free drinks, I stumbled out in the street in a pretty sad state. Some random group told me to come with them and we went into the club across the street and danced over there until Janine called and Ronnie took us home.