You can tell how hectic a day will be by the amount of email in your inbox.
9. In about 10 hours.
Granted about 6 were from Amanda...really bad political cartoons. That I don't agree with. :-\ I like the "no 'under god'" ruling.
Things to do today:
-Go to Cici's to transfer digital pictures onto a disk
-Do my nails for Senior Pictures tomorrow. Purple. Definitely purple.
-Try again to get a webpage through attbi.com. If that works, upload a bunch of pictures of my room that I took yesterday.
-Find snacks and make a sandwich for dinner.
-Pick up Candace by about 3:30, so we can go to Ravinia at 4 when gates open and reserve our spot for Blues Traveler.
I should be excited about that. Blues Traveler tonight! Eh, something about it being at Ravinia is terribly anti-climatic.
Nothing can make you squee in the morning quite like "Gone"...in SPANISH!
(Side note: Ha ha ha. I'm making my mood "horny" because of Justin. Singing. In SPANISH! I don't even like Spanish!!!)
Stand by 'hectic day'.
Hee hee. I'm stage managing my life. Shut up. I'm easily amused.
But I really have to get my ass in gear if I'm going to get everything done. Most importantly...the nails.
Because. Senior picture. And. Need pretty. Nails. Yes. Bite me.
So, I'm off to Cici's! See y'all later!
I tried to read my friend's page. And it wasn't that long. But I had to skim. I'm sorry, I'm just not in the mood. I love you all, but I can't.
I think I need to go cry into a pillow for a while. And very few people are going to be able to stop me.
I can deal with the highs, but why are the lows so fucking low?