Auditions. I'll mention those tomorrow. Don't want to jinx it. I went with Charlie to get his tux. That was exciting. It's official now! It took us an hour to get it, then we proceeded to sit in the bed of his truck in the parking lot and talked for over an hour. I don't think Charlie and I have every really talked. It was good though, we defenitely clicked in that short time frame. Now I'm even more excited for prom, though I'm kind of nervous about our afterplans. Charlie's folks are a little worried so they might call my mom so she convince them it's all good. You know, we had it right the first time. When it rains, it really (fucking) pours. But now, that just might be a good thing. Friday night I'm taking Zack to show him the stars. He knows next to nothing about them, so I have to brush up on my mythology and show him that there are more things to see than Orion and the Big Dipper. I'm scared to death for tomorrow. I hate this feeling; of being so close and so far away. I don't want to see the list unless I know for a fact that my name will be on it. And even then I'll be afraid. Well, I won't think about that. Not now. Not until 3:00 tomorrow. But I'll say this much; I really don't know what it will do to me to face another horrible disappointment. I've been extremely happy for a while now, I'm hoping I can keep that up. I think found new motivation for this stupid prom diet so maybe I can stick to that until then. My next mission is to correct all these wacky tan lines... And so it goes. Carrie