The breath before the plunge...

I made it. I'm here. It's wednesday afternoon and I have survived my dreaded microbiology exam. With regards to the exam...I don't want to talk about it. Now, I'm sitting here and listening to The Exorcist: The Version You've Never Seen Before, sipping my coffee while I wait for my chicken sandwich in the microwave to finish. School is out for the week, and I am getting ready to go home in a few hours, and then I will arrive home around midnight. Tomorrow, my family and I will make our way down to Charleston, SC, to attend the wedding of the year. My sister and I will be bridesmaids and I must say that I am quite glad to have upgraded from being a flowergirl in a cute peach dress when I was four for the wedding of my sister Lisann. Hopefully this time I won't trip as I walk down the aisle. I am packed and ready to go. I want to get down to Charleston now - I miss Charleston and I miss Darren and Kim. I am excited about this wedding. I am truly happy that Darren and Kim are finally getting married. I was just telling that to Callie last night, and I said "they're finally getting married," in a sing-song voice, and she repeated it, and then I repeated it, and so on and so forth. It was like a Whose Line Is It Anyway scene from the hat, where the card says "If people really burst into song in the middle of ordinary life like they do in musicals." While saying "they're finally getting married" is a far cry from Ryan Stiles walking out on stage, squatting and then singing, "Oh..where has all the toilet paper gone, toilet paper gone, toilet paper gone...", it was pretty funny because we recognized "they're finally getting married" from the third Aladdin movie. It was a very weird and a very funny situation, but it's kind of hard to explain in writing, so I'll just leave it at that. Ah! My sandwich is done, "What an excellent day for an Exorcism..."