Friday, March 27, 2009

The Countdown clock is starting to freak me out

Can we really be this close? FRISSON! Here's what my stomach says when I look at the countdown clock:

"I'm totally excited. I'm totally freaking out. I'm totally excited. I'm totally freaking out. I hurt. I have butterflies. I'm totally excited. I'm totally freaking out. I'm totally excited. I'm totally freaking out. I hurt. I have butterflies. I'm totally excited. I'm totally freaking out. I'm totally excited. I'm totally freaking out. I hurt. I have butterflies. I'm totally excited. I'm totally excited. I'm totally freaking out. I'm totally excited. I'm totally freaking out. I hurt. I have butterflies. I'm totally excited. I'm totally excited. I'm totally freaking out. I'm totally excited. I'm totally freaking out. I hurt. I have butterflies. I'm totally excited. I'm totally excited. I'm totally freaking out. I'm totally excited. I'm totally freaking out. I hurt. I have butterflies. I'm totally excited. I'm totally excited. I'm totally freaking out. I'm totally excited. I'm totally freaking out. I hurt. I have butterflies. I'm totally excited."

But mostly I'm just really excited.

1 comment:

  1. I think I'm totally excited, but I'm freaking out, too.

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