Tomorrow is going to be awesome! Hannah and I are spending the WHOLE day in Frisco and we are doing some major shopping! EEEKKKKK! I’m so hyped that I’m typing to fast and my words aare jumlbning togerter!!!! I’m texting Hannah right now and she’s in line to see Twilight so I’m calling her a sinner and sticking my tongue out at my phone.

I got an e-mail today from Mackenna that had this posted on the bottom. My new favorite saying. “Friendship is like peeing your pants, everyone can see it, but only you can feel the true warmth.” HAHA!!! Love, love, LOVE it Mackenna.

They finally finished the road work on our highway! THANK THE MAKER! It’s actually not finished but you can drive on it now which means none of that squeaking by and almost scraping your blasted paint off on those sissy orange upside-down ice cream cones. Gosh I hate that!

Birthmark update! Though, I haven’t told ya’ll about my birthmark so it’s not really an update. Loooong story short? My birthmark on my side started changing color so my Dr. told me to get it checked. This was done and the Dermatologist decided to take it off in case it had cancer. A small shot and a potato peeler[like, no joke] later, and Charlie is no longer attached to me. I have a hole in my side and my dad is trying to get me to let him stick a straw in it so he can try to suck out my insides. That would be really weird. But my results came in yesterday and I’m cancer free! Woop woop! I’ll post a pic of my biopsy wound at the end of my post. Yeah, that’s what it’s called. A biopsy wound. Or a bullet hole, that’s what it looks like. Oh! And I can’t take ibuprofen! It’s on my “Biopsy Wound Care” sheet and no ibuprofen is there on the bottom. Why? I don’t know… it’s a little cooky if you ask me.

Good music isn’t a thing, Good Music is a feeling. Good Music makes everything better. Good Music wraps its fingers around your heart, and squeezes so that you can barely breathe, tearing your very soul in two and pouring a mixture of every feeling possible into it. Love, hate, sorrow, delight, longing, satisfaction, and a sense of gratification. And all the while, every ounce of your being wants to cry out and make it stop, it’s too beautiful, but the Music is so moving, so captivating, that you want to wrap yourself in its arms and get lost. And so you do nothing, staying silent, and you close your eyes. This is what it means to be lost in a song. This is Good Music. This is true love.

I bought 10 new songs. Are you proud? I’m satisfied. I’ll have to list them later. I’m feeling like browsing blogs. And maybe reading some comics. Keep cool!