Ok so: I love my friends.
I am nervous about spring break: I hope everything works out, we have fun, I get tan but not burnt (or at least too burnt to be comfortable), and that we don't kill each other.
I wish people would have more confidence in themselves and wouldn't either throw themselves at guys or think that after a short absesence things are over. The male species should not control your lives and you are beautiful with or without them in your lives. I just want my friends to be happy and to realize that if someone is being dumb, then there is someone better out there. But even so: you don't have to hide behind a computer to talk to a boy. I'm here to help. Think of me as your own personal Dr. Phil- I'm Dr. Libby. Ehh like I will love you no matter what.
Kanner will be off with the Kan tribe getting drunk and wishing young Zachary a Mazel Tov on his Bar Mitzvah. I am going to Brenden's formal in Indy Friday night. Me and Paw are planning to have a dinner date Saturday night. That is if dumb coucil meetings don't ruin my plans...
And- I'm really happy in general
Ok Peace out girl scouts