1.20.2003

this human girl has been buuuuusy.


well. kind of. today at least. hey, i discovered today that i left my shampoo at stuart's brother's house. *sob*


i had to wash my hair with my old shampoo. and it sucked.


theeeen. did all sorts of stuff. ALL sorts of stuff. running errands, getting my sister, tried to go to chicago with derek. but we were wildly unsuccessful. he called me, so i calle back and was like "i always have my phone on, i'm a cellphone addict, call me back." then went up stairs to get my hairbrush. then came back downstairs, and he'd called and i missed it. the message was like "YOU SAID YOU ALWAYS AAANSWER!" so, after that exciting game of phone tag we decided to go to see chicago. then we got SO lost. (i think i figured out where we went wrong) and then it was sold out. and we were sad. so we went to carlos o kelley's. and had some chicken cheese things. and derek had fried ice cream (sidenote: i've had fried ice cream once, and it was scary.) derek however, is not afraid of fried ice cream. good for him. theeeeeen i went to rehearsal, and derek tackled michelle in the parking lot and she almost peed her pants. then he tackled steffani, and she almost slugged him. now they're making fun of me because derek and i are hanging out *shakes fist at michelle and steffani* but steffani took me home tonight (since derek drove me there and i didn't have my car) so i shouldn't be shaking my fist at her. and michelle's hilarious. so i guess she gets off too. aaaah what else?


class starts tomorrow. aaaaaaaah.


i'm gonna listen to chicago, and clean my room.... and get ready for tomorrow!!!! and look at my schedule to figure out when we can attempt to see chicago again. i'm thinking next weekened, but derek may be making a whirlwind bahamas trip (just kidding, he changed his mind... wouldn't it be nice to do that though? "i wanna go to the bahamas this weeekend *pause* ok. i will.") aaaaanywho. i'm going to get to see it. and SOON. i neeeed to see it. *sigh*


goodnight all.

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