[mood]: sick as crap but happier by far.
[music]: the dandy warhols, hot hot heat, built to spill
[countdown]: one day. actually, make that TWO AND A HALF HOURS.

so basically, i just wanted to make this update to say:

19 DAYS!!

yeah. that's about it.
this is going to be the best beach trip, ever. period.
i'm so glad i never have to set foot in kifner's room again.
and, french wasn't that bad.
and thank you sally for giving me a ride home!
and i'm about to die i'm so sick.
but my life is amazing.
so i just don't care!
i have $100 to spend on cd's. what should i get. that's a tough question.
i only have one more night to worry about staying up too late talking to him/only one more morning to wake up early.
and oh yeah i think it's funny when people think they can write stories but they can't, they suck, and it's going to be like excerpts from those shit books you find at the grocery store. yeah, those trashy romance novels with embellished covers, those.
i'm happy, i get my camera back! definitely in time for the beach. the warranty was still in effect and so we shipped it to be serviced, all costs on them. so i won't have to bum pictures off of everyone anymore. on that note, i should have more coming later tonight from shea and yera.
alright, well i'm gonna go get all drugged up. so i don't black out during my english exam tomorrow.