I'm a rabbit in your headlights, scared of the spotlight.
So, The Grande Audition Prep Weekend 2007 has been bungled. I was worried before, so now I'm lightly terrified, I guess. First I decided that I should really catch the stomach flu on Wednesday night, which I gotta say was a great success, throwing up all night, throwing off my sleep and mood just like it should have. Friday was good in the beginning, but I went too hardcore with The Lunateers or something, because then my left upper arm thought it would be fun to just, well, hurt for a while. So I didn't get any sleep last night, instead just writhed quietly in bed, wandering through the house, and then playing iPod solitaire for a few hours until the rest of my family woke up. How does this all happen now? Let's just get Monday over with, dodgammit.