Okay so here's how things have gone this weekend: I went to Larissa's birthday (Awesome) I slept, wrote, and read (Awesome) And on Sunday, I went to the optometrist. I'm getting new ghlasses and contacts, but thanks to some insurance thing, I have to wait till NEXT week. But I got 4 new books and a bookmark on the way back cause my mom and I went to a bookstore. School in 2 hours. Ugh. Oh, well. Some bratsv are threatening to jump Morgan and her friend. I hate myself for it, but I actually wish they would. Does that make me a bad person?

Chelsey