if the burden seems too much to bear remember the end will justify the pain it took to get us there

So to take my mind off the impossibility of cramming 3 weeks worth of stuff into one suitcase, I'm gonna write about the fun time I had w/ my 'nets today. (Shelly, Stopa, and Deedee.) I picked up Shelly a late birthday cake and some Reeses Pieces and wrapped her present then I drove her over to Stopa's house. Stopa showed us her Spain pics and then I was like: "oops, I left my purse in the car." And I come back in with Shelly's cake and present. So we lit candles and sang and stuff. She liked the party lights. Then we convinced Deirdre to stop doing her health homework and come thrifting with us. (I think that made her mom mad.) But she came. And we listened to Estopa, this Spanish band that Stopa says is named after her, and put Shelly's disco ball light on the dashboard. We had fun at the thrift store, I bought a pair of pants that doesn't fit, this black and green plaid miniskirt that is way too short for me to ever wear, but it actually doesn't look half bad. It would look really cool w/ green fishnets and combat boots....i'll have to work on that. And I bought some other junk too. Deirdre got a smut novel set in Australia called "Passion Down Under" or something. I have to borrow it after she's done. lol. Then we went to Friendly's, of course, and ate appetizers and sundaes. And tried to throw things down Stopa's shirt. We're weird, I know. So then we drove back to Stopa's with Estopa blaring cuz Shelly had to get her cake and stuff and DD had to get me my late b-day present. So we go into Stopa's, and Deedee runs across the street to get my present, which I already know is a thong. It's a tradition....don't ask. So eventually we go back outside to get ready to leave and there's Deirdre standing on the driveway next to my van holding a bright green thong up against her. She's like, "I didn't wanna come to the door cuz I thought your mom might answer." And then she gives it to me and I'm like, "Yes, this is awesome." But right at that moment a really hot guy (i think from our school) drives by in a convertible and looks right at us, and I'm just standing outside waving a thong around in the air. Hilariously embarrassing. We just laughed...I didn't care. So that's my funny story. Then I took Shelly home and I attempted to pack...not fun. The end of story.