i know why the caged bird sings
FREEDOM!!! ahhhh, the word sounds so lovely after 6 finals of hell. i thank all of you for your helpful comments to my study skills, nice. yesterday my dear friend amy, whom all of you must meet soon, and i burned all of the Humanities papers and toasted smores over the flames. at least something productive came out of that class. it was lovely, and i suggest everyone considering therapy to just burn whatever is bothering them (excluding pets and people, alyson i can already see that comment you're forming) and cook something yummy over the heat. really really satisfying. then for my first day of summer vacation went to alexis' in which her father went into doctor mode for a brief sec, and i groomed lela. and watched alexis torment the younger brother, which was highly amusing and ended in him beating his head on her door, begging to be let in. alexis didn't budge, she should be a general of something important. we also fooded ourselves WAY too much, but then again, when do we not do that? did i mention that i'm FREE! it just keeps popping into my head. whoo hoo. and everyone call my cell phone because my voicemail is highly amusing. highly.