Tomorrow. Last year I made the semi-finals. Now just to make the finals. God knows I need the moneyzz for when I get into Carnegie Mellon (In Jesus name)… hehe. ;)
I’m excited. I’ve got like monologues out the butthole right now. I almost feel like “Go ahead, I dare you to ask me if I have anything else, I’ll give you a mother-effing list.” hah. Being prepared is like getting a massage. Feels good.
PS- Maxwell. I love you so much. And I hope you’re day gets better. (He made me this wonderful book to write down our hillarious adventures, that will soon be made into a major motion picture, And It’s so cute. I’m gonna post pictures of it. So Ican have it on my blog forever.
