Ok so Kim, her mom Joan, Mama and I went to the tattoo parlor and I had
my tattoo all picked out and ready when I remembered to ask him how
long the healing process was. Mind you I had the freezing hands,
sweating palms and churning stomach. The adreniline pumping though my
body and my heart was up to like 456,000 beats a second. I wanted to
get it and get it over with, but these anxiety symptoms like paralyze
me. So, I approached his little desk that he was sitting at and asked
him whether or not I should get the tattoo today because I was going
away in 3 weeks. And because he was such a good artist and absolutely
adorable, he advised against gettin the tattoo that day. Just cuz its
not good to expose it to the sun and to soak it in water for a long
time. So it was a relief to me at the time, but I'm going back as
soon as I get home from Spring Break. Because Allison wants to
get her nose peirced and Kim has to get her other star on her other
hip.
So, 18 more days until we go
here.
I can't wait until all 14 of us (!) are on that plane. And then it will be crazy. AAAHHHhh
So I went to the Children's Museum this weekend with Nick and Joe for a
Psychology paper that I had to write. I haven't been there in so
long and they changed like so much around. We went there in like
3rd-4th grade for a Girlscouts sleepover one time and that was sooo
much fun. But I had to follow and outline and fill in the blanks
basically about the set up and whether or not it met the specific
criteria. But I already wrote that out so it's basically done.
This weekend Joe and I are going to CT for the weekend. And
seeing that it's a leap year, we technically have an extra day this
weekend. I can't wait to go and not have to worry about having to
work. And we will be together for more than one day at a time,
which is always nice too. YaY for relaxation.
I need to go tanning. I went once and burned a bit but I gotta go before I turn white again.
I'm rockin the high pony right now. I like it, but I doubt it'll stay.
Alright this journal is just wasting precious prepping time. Gotta get ready for my one and only class today.
p.s. When did Maury become "Who's my baby's Daddy?" for every episode. Terrible, terrible...