It's always rush hour when you just need some space to move. The slow drivers are always taking up every lane when you just need to speed. The lights are always red when you just want to go. There's always one car in the way from making your right. There's always some cute little sports car that manages to get around all the obsticles. "Grab life by the horns" or grab life by the throat. The run-down: I wasn't picked as captain of the team. I'm still very single. I'm swamped in deadlines. I'm still very single. I'm going to Kansas over spring-break. I'm still very single. I have to take the stupid AIMs tomorrow And uh, oh yeah, I'm still Bloody SINGLE! I'm really trying hard to refraim from getting personal here. It's difficult. Ok, let's think positive... Oh, story! I keep forgetting to write this. The other night when Nik and I went for pizza and a movie, there was an advertisement on the big screen for some Church or something or other because of that movie that's coming out; Passion of Christ. Anyway, we both read it to ourselves and Nikki goes, "Oh Jesus" and I follow with "Oh my God" and then it kinda processed in our heads what we had said and just starting cracking up. It was really funny. Today I made an outrageous outfit. I got this thing from my grandparent's a year or so ago when we were moving them. I don't know how to explain it. It's just this really weird patterned material, kind of a dress but not. Anyway, I cut it up a while ago and sort of did something with it, not really. Today I re-arranged the pieces and came up with a really cool, totally Hollywood outfit. It's a really short, but-tight skirt and a loose top with one of the sleeves tied up. It's really outrageous. I took pictures of it with my mom's digital. I'd post it somewhere, somehow, but I'm in the pic so...no. And the skirt is rather scandelous. Anyway, that was my break in the afternoon. Then I had to go back to school for practice and then to the softball meeting<--waste of time. So, it's been a weird done. One moment I'm smiling, alright, the next moment I'm pissed or just flat-out teary-eyed (haven't cried) and depressed. Eh. That's the way the cookie crumbles. Carrie