whoah they don't give you that much time to be here. i have to leave in like three or four minutes. that bus is always late anyhow. i can't believe myself, not going last week. um, well, the whole secret phobia thing i don't like talking about. what the heck is wrong with me?! there's no reason i couldn't have gone. now it's just eating away at me and i still have to go next week it's not like something i can avoid. no not the hersheypark thing, i'm going just not yet. i mean yeah that's scary too just not as bad as this one. it's the whole haircut thing. it has me so worked up. i just can't do it. i can't even imagine going. i don't know, i just can't. and oh, yeah, my filling broke yesterday so all that drilling on monday that the dentist did meant nothing because i guess he's just going to have to fix it again tomorrow. this summer just isn't fun. i'm going to follow more blogs when i'm in next week. at least my birthday went well. i had a total drama action cake. but i got courtney. everyone else ate duncan and mom took the owen piece in her lunch. i wanted duncan.