I hope that Bacardi kicks in soon. Damn, I can feel it in my stomach. It burns. I downed that stuff really quick. I want to hurt...but since I'm in Florida and I'm wearing t-shirts, I can't. I almost can't wait until i get home and then; cut, cut, cut!

Oh yeah, and I wanna see Corey too. No, I didn't forget! I had an awful drea last night. It seems like I have a bad one every night. Sabrina came home (oh yeah, she's coming home June 2 for a week to graduate and see me before I leave), and I couldn't look at her. She was just this wonderful, beautiful being.

April, May, June, July, possible August. That's only 4 months. April is conference....and surgery. Oh shit! That's in...oh my fuckin' god! A week? Hah. The more I start to swear, the more easily distracted I am, and the drunker I feel! Whee! I've been watching MTV's "Cribs" for 15 minutes!

Oh yeah. May is prom with Andre (and Corey [the sweetheart!] is 100% chill with it), and the seniors go bye-bye. June is the end of my 10th grade year! No more pencils, no more books, no more teacher's dirty looks! Then July is Cherry Festival, my last Rotary Conference as an Outbound, and me, possibly leaving. My tentative leaving date is July 25, and my (wonderful) boyfriend's birthday is the 26th.

I wonder what would happen if I stood up really quick! Wheeeeee! Haha!

I wanna see "Pimp My Ride"!

Okay, Bye.