so everything happens for a reason. I made my mom mad last night so she didn't take me to this Vanderbilt open house thing, but then I apologized and we went to dinner where I ran into Reynaldo and apparently he had gotten a new cell phone number but couldn't get in touch with me because he had my dad's cell phone number, not mine. I guess that probably weirded my dad out, having some strange mexican guy calling him. but everything worked out! and then I got to go to Ryan's where I got to see schall and her hot Texas cowboy friends. Oh yeah.

So I decided to do marching band (alright!) I went to visit today, which was nice, but really, really hot. Like, I was just sitting in the shade and I thought I was going to pass out. And then Mr. Back yelled for like 10 minutes about wearing tennis shoes. Maybe it's been a bad week, or maybe he just needs to lighten up a little bit.

The song "My Humps" by the Black Eyed Peas is quite possibly the best, worst song I've ever heard. I thought Hollaback girl was bad, but no. You know how you can't stop looking at car wrecks? Well, it's kinda like that, except this is a song and you listen to it and it won't back traffic up for hours.

Well, off to Panera. I ate lunch at Atlanta Bread Company today and I felt like a traitor. Oh well. Hope everyone has a fantabulous day!

Love, Duda