1) My friends joke with me that I maybe 19, but really I'm a grandma trapped in someone who looks 12. It's the joke.

Insert my friend Danielle and I going to the noon (yes, noon) showing of Order Of The Phoenix. The ticket guy? Asked me my age. Thinking it was R. I laughed and stumbled over saying "i'm..nineteen." When Danielle tells me that it's PG-13 I'm just confused. I mean, seriously?! I'm not sure how much I liked the movie.

2) I keep having dreams about airports. People forgetting me, running into best friends. Why me and airports?! The funny thing is it's usually best friends who I think are mad at me. Nothing like waking up going, "did that really just happen?" Maybe I need to stop watching weird movies before bed. Or you know, stop being paranoid.

Pretty.Much.Says.It.All. Except I'll be flirting with hot Italian guys and taking tons of pictures.

well, that and my mother offered to clean my room while i'm gone.hahahahaha

Just, please don't be disappointed in me. I can't handle that.

I value our friendship that too much.

And since you can't reply, I'll never know. But it's better that way.