uil falfurrias tomorrow. chiodos tomorrow. here's to hoping things go as planned. don't you just hate when you're unsure of things? i feel like i'm holding my breath... when i was little i spent 2 weeks getting pumped about my birthday party once. i had everything planned out and was excited for all of my presents... all that fun stuff. then, the day before the big party, i start barfing my brains out. i got sick at the last minute which led to no party for hannah. since then i've learned to never get my hopes too high up. i guess i'll go to sleep.