The plan has changed yet again... now we're leaving (hopefully) as early as possible on Sunday morning. So I should be in SD by Sunday afternoon, leaving the rest of the night to chill. I'm crossing my fingers that this goes off without a hitch... in my family, leaving on time and sticking to things like "plans" aren't exactly top priority.

No matter where I am, I'm always the last one to go to bed... I hate having to be the one who turns out all the lights and makes sure all the doors are locked. Whatever, though...

So I was thinking, it must suck for a lot of girls not being able to spit. Cuz I was sitting in the back of my brother's truck, and there was no window for me to spit out of, and I had to swallow it, which I hate. So do girls (and guys) who never spit just always swallow it? That must get gross after awhile...

Good 4th of July... not too eventful, but fun nonetheless.

I miss you - hope to talk to you sometime before I leave... and I hope you had a wonderful 4th!

I'm tired, I'm bored, and I want to see my boy.

I hate moving! Everything is so hectic, plans change, things disappear... it's just crazy! My mom was still trying to leave Friday until yesterday, when she looked around at the wholly unpacked house and realized that we do not possess superhuman packing powers. So now, the "concrete" plan is that we're leaving on Monday the 8th. I really wanted to come to SD on a weekend, because I know a lot of people work hard during the week and can't really party... but as usual, I have absolutely no say in the matter. And my mom told me that we can't go to the Grand Canyon either, cuz it's too far out of our way... dammit!!! I really, really wanted to go! Grrr...

So I came home today after hanging out with Steve for two days, and I found my house devoid of a lot of furniture... so I'm sitting on the floor with the keyboard on my lap. The couch, the desk, the FRIDGE!!! It's kind of funny to have all the cold food in an ice chest (a very small ice chest, mind you) instead of a fridge... So not very many perishables left in the house, which explains why I'm sitting here with a little picnic laid out. My dinner includes some super healthy stuff; I have *my sister's picking her nose... hehehe* crackers, easy cheese, and Pepsi... yummy. We do have a lot of beer, and I'm sure my sister and I would be drinking it up right now if we hadn't been appointed my mom's designated drivers for the night. Nobody ASKED me if I would DD, it was just assumed! Like I would've said no!?! One thing that bothers me about the adults in my life: they don't ask for things, and if they happen to ask, they NEVER say please. Like being polite is only for kids? Why do parents teach their children to be polite if they're not going to practice what they preach? I swear, every day of my life, it's "Erin, go get your sister." "Erin, go turn on the fan." "Erin, get me some coffee." Am I a freaking slave? I would really appreciate it if my orders were put into question form... sure, it's a formality, but it would make me oh so happy.

Sooni finally woke up from her nap. I tried waking her up awhile ago and I told her that she needed to get up cuz I was lonely. In her sleepy-mode, she told me to take a nap... And she just turned off my music! Thanks a lot...

I love Marijeanne. She is a wonderful person, and sometimes I get really mad at myself for forgetting exactly why she's been my best friend for 9 years.

I waited at the doctor's office for two and a half hours today... all I needed was a prescription refill written... waste of my time.

Sooni's flashing me!

Hey cute boy - looks like I can't see you as soon as I'd hoped, but it does seem like a compromise... As always, I've been thinking about you constantly these past few days, and with each passing day I'm getting more and more excited about finally seeing you. Hopefully I'll get to talk to you soon... Smile, and don't worry - you'll get your hug :)

Sooni and Steve are at it again... he's crying, which makes me want to cry, so I'm gonna go over there and console him for the night. I hate seeing or hearing guys cry. Not because they shouldn't, because they should be manly men or something, but because it rips my heart out because it's so rare... Anyway, he needs a friend, and if that's what I can do for him, I'll do it. My sister's more of a loner kind of sad person, so she'll be okay without me, I think. So anyway, I won't be online till tomorrow probably... but I miss you. I can't wait to leave all this drama behind, and I can't wait till I see you again. All I need is you, and our shack, and our pinto... custom painted... Still no word on how soon I'll be leaving, but we'll see... Hope packing wasn't too hard on you today - smile cute boy :)

Grrr! I wrote this long ass blog, and when I tried to publish it, it said that blogger.com was down, and I lost the whole thing! I say again: Grrr!!!

I just realized that I haven't been to Celestino's the whole time I've been home... too sad.
I missed church today. I know God understands, but again, too sad.

According to Yahoo!, SD is 2489.6 miles from my grandparents' house... aaaahhhhh!!! Crazy!!!!

There's a bunch of drama going down with my sister and her boyfriend, but I won't go into it right now (because I already did! And it's gone!)... I just hope that everything works out for the best.

So my mom's talking about postponing our trip a week so that we leave on the 12th instead... I don't want to wait, cuz the sooner I can see you, the better... but it's not up to me, so I guess we'll see...

Parties in SD are five million times better than the parties that I've been going to lately... maybe it's cuz I love all the people in SD, I don't know. But I have so much more fun... can't wait to go back...

Gym or no gym, I think you're perfect just the way you are...

The left side of my left hand is asleep... it's hard to type when two fingers hardly work... weird...

I had the weirdest dream last night. In the dream, I had dreamed the night before that a huge, passenger airplane crashed near me. Then I was riding in a van with a bunch of people (the only one I knew was Lila), and I noticed this plane flying really low. I thought about saying something about my dream, but then didn't. Then everyone noticed the plane because it started spinning, and planes that big aren't supposed to do that... then we also saw that it was missing a wing. When the driver realized it was going to crash pretty soon, he pulled over on the side of the road so that we weren't any closer to the plane when it did... Then it crashed on the road ahead of us, and when it exploded, I thought for sure that we were going to die. I felt like it was my fault because I had known exactly what was going to happen because of the dream I had had the night before, and I still didn't warn anyone (although, who I would've warned, I'm not sure...) So I crossed myself, closed my eyes, started to pray, and waited... the force of the explosion made the van roll over a bunch of times, and in the dream, I didn't remember what happened after that until I was in another van on the way to a kind of emergency center where they were taking all the victims to find out if they were hurt or dead or what. When we got to the building, everyone was talking and laughing, and I felt like I was the only one who remembered that hundreds of people had just been killed... it made me sick and I ran to the bathroom and threw up. I guess that's about it - I just thought it was so weird that I had a dream inside of a dream... I really hope that a plane doesn't crash now... that would be freaking insane...