so only one person that i'm related to died in this freakshit hurrinado we had last thursday. my dad was outside of the school because he was picking up kids, and my sister lives a street over, but they luckily didn't get kilt.
so, right now, as we (i) speak, the most amazing thing is happening...
the fireworks store down the street from my house is exploding and burning to the ground. i can't wake anyone up (don't know why, the bombarding fireworks worked fine for me), and i don't have a camera to take a picture.
maybe santa does exist. praise jesus for christmas
brooke and i are leaving enterprise tomorrow to visit the wonderful town of tuscaloosa. we'll be in town until wednesday, and we expect nothing but the best from you guys. lots of parties, lots of fun.