Don't you just love picture day? Tossing through piles of "nice" clothes you hardly ever wear, desperite to find the one that flatters you best? Then you have to mess with the hair, the make-up, fight with that nasty pimple that emerged over night...hand in the end, the picture is always the worst thing you've ever seen anyway. Well, being seniors, Megs and I decided to do it right this year. We took our band uniform jackets and wore those for our picture, then proceeded to march around the remainder of the day with our jackets on (mind you, it's about 110 and the jackets are black and heavy). It was awesome. Had an awesome dinner with Kris ("Didn't we just hear this song?") and then met up with him later to go to the choir party. Got there pretty late, most of the people had gone home, but the real fun was when it was just Amy, Justin, Mason, Kris and I. Oh man. Wish I had a video camera. Amy and Justin are so friggin hillarious together. "Can I give your stomach a strawberry?" "Only if I can bite your face." "Okay." Good times, I tell you. It is now 12:30. I've got Cotillion dress shopping tomorrow morning at ten. And I thought this would be the weekend to catch up on sleep...oh well. C'est la vie! Hey Kris- "Je ne sais pas." ~.^ Soon enough, love, I'll tell ya. Night all. Carrie