Just feeling a little:
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for the past few days. I woke up at 3AM and stayed up until 6 because I HAD to download more music on my iPod for the trip.
Yesterday I mailed my Miami Ad application. The postal clerk asked how soon I needed it there and I said, "It's not the time, it just HAS to get there, that's my grad school application, the rest of my life is in there." She looked at me like I was an idiot, but she ended up being very nice and wishing me luck. My fingers are crossed. Jess got her FIU acceptance package in the mail yesterday.
My mom said that my dad is ok with me going to Argentina, except for the kidnappings that go on.
Me: "Mom, no one is going to kidnap me, I'm not some pharmaceutical heir."
Mom: "Well, they might think you are, and you know I'm cheap, I'm not paying your ransom."
Thanks. But that's good because I thought they weren't going to let me go at all considering there's a lot of other things I could be doing around that time.
I went to breakfast with Carson yesterday. We fought over the phone about stupid stuff then I got there and we said it was done and had a great time. We could make each other very miserable for the rest of our lives, too bad they don't allow gay marriage.
By tonite, I hope to feel more: