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The clock's ticking down...

YAG (Youth and Government) Model is officially starting tomorrow night. I leave for 4 days on Thursday morning. I'll be honest. I'm so nervous right now. This is my first year for everything and I don't even have any of my outfits picked out yet! I have to be completely packed by tomorrow night!!! My dad's taking me to get a dictaphone (all the hardcore reporters have 'em!!) tomorrow after school. Then I have to leave for the capitol before 6. AaaaahhhHHH! I'm shuddering just thinking about it. (Or is that just a draft?)

Thanks for your comments--sorry I moved. I just felt it was a bit necessary...again. And the comments regarding clothes? Even more helpful. I think I just need to relax a bit--"confidence is the best fashion accessory," right?

About the homicidal ex-uncle...uhhh, well, I'd prefer not to talk about it. It's a whole "Desperate Housewives" sort of situation, which my family is getting dragged into.

School, on the other hand--I've been working pretty hard to get all my crap tied up before Model. It's proving not a difficult as I thought it would be. I just have to keep up my own morale, since it seems to be working.

Don't even ask about softball--my sister's unhappy with it right now, and told Coach not to expect me until next week. We actually have 3 games the rest of the week (Wed, Thurs, Fri). I get to miss all of them! Yaaaaay! I'm also missing my dad's practice on Thursday and Opening Day for my Dad's team on Saturday. I don't want to miss Opening Day (It's long but fun) but Model's been planned for months. I'm not about to miss it.

Okay, as I wind this post down, I want to explain why exactly I changed my URL. Well, the main reason is that one of my friends from around here (aka school) was reading this blog. Although I didn't mind, recently I figured I wanted to talk about things that would make talking to her in person very awkward. That's all. so expect a bit more open-ness in the coming weeks.

I wanted to say something about Virginia Tech...but I can't. I'm still a bit upset by the whole thing. I didn't know anyone from there, but it's been making me feel bad the past couple hours, and all I wanted to do was try to take my mind off it.

I might not post tomorrow, I've been busy in computer class, and I won't have any time after school. If not...WISH ME LUCK AT MODEL!!!

PS- FOREIGNER'S COMIN' TO TOWN!! (w/Def Leppard, Styx) YEAAAAHHH!

Comments

alexgirl said…
Busy busy busy!
GOOD LUCK at YAG. That sounds weird. Like "yack" or something. Can't wait to hear all about it. So you want to be a journalist? That's freakin' awesome.

And yeah, the VA Tech horrors... it makes me sick to my stomach. Uughh.

Foreigner, huh? Sounds wicked.

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