Blisters

Stupid old woman pumps. I've got blisters on my toes.

Eww feet.

Heather-face, that was like, two posts of you and guys... I have a feeling you're going to meet someone AWESOME this summer! I'm so glad you are having crazy fun with your friends back home. Oh, about us hanging... just give me a call, Rob and I are going keyboard shopping this week, so I'm not sure what night I will be free.

Oh yeah! OMG!! I told my mom about you bringing your drums and I was like, I should take piano lessons and bring my keyboard, and she's like, you should... and knows someone to ask about it... then she's like, but you should get a new keyboard, a full one, (mine now is really old and only half...) so I am allowed to get one once I get a paycheck... how fun! I'm going to bring it too.. we will be the musical house I tell ya...

I'm quite excited about that. If you can't tell.

Tom is online and he is not talking to me.

But don't worry Emmy, I'm trying to breathe. Whoosh.

I'm getting my haircut in an hour.

Did I post about the guy who would write notes to me in Math class years ago and how I emailed him? Well he responded and told me to give him a call. Interesting. =)

This is the most random dumb post ever. Adios amigas.