most of you can just skip this entry

KATIRI!!!

your name was in the danbury news times today in some lacrosse artical. it said your last name was "willllaum". yes thats right, 4 L's. silly newspaper.

WEEEEEEEEEEEEE

guess who doesn't have to go to jury duty tomorrow?

ME!!! I DON'T!!!!!

weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!

::dances::

la la la la la la la la woohoo!!!!!!! =D

shopping

i hit up old navy today... i bought a LOT of stuff. i bought denim shorts, board shorts, 5 tank tops, and a towel. and they gave me a free nail file. and i tried to buy a photo album but apparently i forgot to. whoops. so yeah. and i got me an old navy credit card... ooh traci with a credit card this could get messy. i also bought a denim skirt at sears. wooo. i love stuff :) i definitely will need tank tops for ft lauderdale. and shorts, oh yes. and a towel. ok so everything i bought goes towards the "traci needs appropriate yet not heatstroke inducing clothes for ft lauderdale" effort. and i sold back 6 cds to strawberries. im not mad, except that tried to sell them 23!!!!! oh well. i'll just find some other place that buys all your crap. i can sell them all to platos closet when i get back to tampa haha. because platos closet gives you soooooo much money :-P oh oh and the best part is i spent less than 100.00!!! (in fact i spent 99.90... wow i didn't realize it was that close lol.) oh wait... i bought a pretzel. darn, that ruins it!!! lol but its all good. oh and i DO like the aar cd :)

oh geeze

yeah so every girl in the entire USA who is between age of 18-21 right now is crying their eyes out... goodbye dawson's creek! oh man it was sad. :'''''''(

/=//=//=//=/ boxes of kleenex for all

*cry*cry*cry*

this time its me killing you

best friends means i pulled the trigger
best friends means you get what you deserve

i cant sleep. the closer to sunday, the more i think of him. how i can't do this. God, i can't do this. You're gonna have to help me out. do this for me, please. i cry out on the inside... Lord, i am so scared. help me.

this was not supposed to be a cry to God, whoops. but i'm glad it was.

[side note: wow, could "bruce almighty" be any more blasphemous?]

so yeah. i can't type his name, this is bad. i don't want to see him. i don't want to... i don't know what, but i don't want to. what if he says hi? gives me a hug? pretends to care? what if he actually does? all the scenarios play in my head. i need a freaking stop button. someone find the remote control and eject this horrible videotape. [cause we all know i'm not a dvd girl. and 11 hours of extra footage is the last thing i need.] what if i freaking lose it? what if i fall into the trap? you know the one.

pray. pray hard and pray long. i am going to need it.