ohio is starting to seriously piss the crap out of me. we are starting to enroll for next year (c/o 2005!) and i went to see my couselor about my god-forsaken transcripts coming in from moorpark. so i get there and she has them thank god, and then i ask her about my pe/marching band credits. she tells me that it doesnt count and now i have to take pe my junior and senior year. woo... (sarcas.) just what i wanted senior year!
on a not really lighter note but much stranger one... there is actually a name for my phobia. no one really knows this but i have a horribly irrational fear of dolls. they scare the shit out of me. (stop laughing) i can't look at a doll without having a panic attack. so, when we moveed, it was the easiest, carefree time of my life because i was no where near a doll. well, now they are all taped shut in a box in the basement. i can't even shop for a doll for my cousin. this is why i will A) die alone and childless, or B) have boys.
on as even stranger note: everyone should be aulophobic (irrartional fear of flutes) hehe.