BIG month
So, tonight I went over to Jimmy's house (that's sam's best friend) and painted my nails with his girlfriend while the guys hogged the pizza and played video games loudly in the other room. I gave myself a surprisingly good french manicure, but then got lazy and just put glittery polish on my toenails. Who really looks at my dress, anyway? WHY was I painting my nails? why, for prom, of course! It's tomorrow. Then all day Sunday I'm doing homework. Then Monday through Thursday, I have school. Friday is Senior picnic and one of my very favorite people in the whole whide world is coming to town with her baby. Sunday, my grandmother comes into town. Monday is senior ditch day, and I plan on spending it at the river with my senior class. Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday... finals and family comes into town. Friday, I graduate. Tuesday, I turn 18. Holy freakin crap. This is such a huge month... and I'm sick. The doctor told me today that it was just asthma... but it doesn't feel like asthma. my chest hurts, my throat hurts, and I'm totally drained. I can't stop coughing, and taking huge breaths like that in my dress doesn't do so well... my dress is fitted perfectly for me when I'm not inhaling so deeply, especially in the chest. blegh.
Anyway, really nothing too interesting to say. That's all she wrote. good night.
Anyway, really nothing too interesting to say. That's all she wrote. good night.