My god I'm stressed out. Between moving into the world in 100 days and attempting to get everything done to graduate, I may ACTUALLY be going crazy.
Its Mardi Gras...will SOMEONE please show me their boobs? I'll mail the beads to you, scout's honor.
Its Mardi Gras...will SOMEONE please show me their boobs? I'll mail the beads to you, scout's honor.
I am sad I was suppose to go for carnival this year but we postponed our trip to march instead...
[Edited on Feb 11, 2005 4:05AM]