Exactly 7 days until I am in Charlottesville. I survived 88 days of Manassas, and I'm ready to be done.
Now the nerves are setting in. I haven't practiced. I need to practice. Maybe I should practice. Maybe I should think about packing. Maybe I should sit on my computer and play solitaire for 2 hours. I don't want to deal with all the hectic preparations. I just want to get there, get settled in, and have the time of my life.
And I want to see my freaking boyfriend. :)
My lips are like 90% better now! I went to my 3rd doctor and got my 4th medicine, which seems to be doing the trick. About time. I may even survive band camp.
My birthday was wonderful. :) Thanks for spending it with me. You, David, and Randall are really my best friends. 19!
