Move along, move along just to make it through
So I'm pretty much sick of this. Sure, it's hilarious in an ironic way. But I'm sick of it, really. The first time around, it was exciting, but nerve-racking. It was interesting and stressful. The second time around was extremely exciting. I was so happy. But it was also rather slow. And it was doomed from the beginning. The third time around, I am ready. I am waiting. I am excited. I can hardly wait. I like it. The forth time around just arrived, even though I'm stuck on the third lap still. And this forth time, I am not excited at all. I'm getting frustrated with it. I don't know what to say or do. Can I stay stuck on the third lap around for a while? Please?
Mmmm, I'm done now. Sorry for the vague-ness.
Brittany :o)
PS-Today was great. I finally saw Mat Riba after over a month of no-Mat-ness. It basically made my day.