It happens to lots of people, but it's kind of embarassing when it happens to you. People pick on you about it, and not that I can't take some picking, but the thing of it is....it's my fault. I didn't double check my address bar to make sure it said "www.facebook.com" and I am the one to blame. *shakes head and looks at floor in shame. Sorry friends, I would never EVER type like a nine year old girl that just found out what texting is. I wouldn't want you to think that I intentionally am selling some website where you purchase the name of someone who has a crush on you.
Apologies.
I'm over worrying about Chicago. I mean not over over worrying about it, but as soon as all the plays were done I got crazy with worry because I found time to worry about it. I'm over it. I know it'll be fine, and I'll have the money by the time I go, but I don't have the money now, and THAT worries me. But not as much as it did yesterday. Ok. That's all I've got today. I'm tired and I'm going to go have dinner with my grandmother. Have a great day.
Thanks for reading.
Lis
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