It's been a while, but I am very put off at the moment and am hoping I can keep my wits about me long enough to not do anything stupid.
Let me just say: boys are stupid. we throw rocks at them.
If ever there was a time where I did not want to be a mature adult, that time is now.
Gr. ness.
oh, carrie. ugh. I want to say, "Screw being a mature adult! Gather some rocks!" But realize that might not exactly be helpful. Prayin for your wits. And the rest of you too.
Ha! Yeah . . . ummm . . . I don't want to be known as "that girl that gave me a black eye that one time". Not exactly a good character reference. :)