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So Prom is in like 5 hours. I don't know, I always get so crazy when things don't go organizedly, like you know what I mean? But then again, I plan things so that it ALMOST goes that way because I know that it won't go perfectly, but atleast I have an outline of how to do everything. I got my hair done and on the way back through town some ass face put his brakes on and I ALMOST rear - ended him. I have road-rage. Needless to say, this did not make me happy (especially since I'm selling my car). And then he goes and does this arm wave like it was MY FAULT. So yea, I got back at him. He was just mean. Like, I slammed so hard on my brakes that they locked up, and I went to start my car awhile after that and it took three times to start! I should sue that guy.

I start my make up in like 20 minutes. I'm so nervous that I'm going to fall down the stairs. I ate too much, yuck. I feel sick.

Checklist:

Camaro +
Gas in Camaro +
Dress +
Accessories +
Hair +
MP3 Player +
Money -
Flowers ??!?!?
CAMERA! OMG! Ok, good, it's done charging!

Ok, makeup time!