i found that if i turn my computer just right on the
nook table, i can steal some decent internet.
i feel like im back in highschool. a plastic bracelet adorns my
wrist and must stay until next friday. i guess the
hospital will forget who i am and wont trust my word
unless its written on my arm.
i always wanted an id bracelet.
im sad i wont be able to dance to my fullest potential at the
wedding. ill do my best, i promise!