Lizzie Mcbloggy: You'll find me at the treehouse...

I live in a treehouse this semester. Not a real treehouse, so much as a treehouse in spirit. It is a quaint apartment that from the outside may look like a normal 3rd floor apartment in the complex it's located in. But once you open the door you enter a different world. Our treehouse is filled with love. Filled with friendship and the best of times, dance parties, good food, uncontrollable laughter, spiritual moments, dirty dishes, happy people, constant gatherings, unexpected visitors, regular visitors, girl talk, fashion photo shoots, movies nights and all around glorious times. The party never stops in our treehouse. When you climb the ladder to the top (the three flights of stairs), you will never want to climb back down.