Walking to a class that's not my class (I somehow got sucked into going to this class with Amber...I think the phrase was along the lines of, "Sometimes friends have to do things for friends" I don’t know. *shift eyes* yeah, moving on) I gave in to a whimsy idea. It started out as a silly thought that rapidly turned into a mind blowin reality. I'm going to Vegas. I know I know...two girls in Vegas. But, I'm a big girl. Haha! Plus, Amber is bringing Bryn’s knife…so we’ve got that. I’m stoked. We’ve looked at hotels and board and bus and whatnat. I think we’ll leave on Thursday and come home the next Monday (later than sooner). *Shrugs* it’s still in the embryonic stages…but it’s all in wraps. Anyway, I dropped my Advanced Writing class for Juvenile Delinquency. Booya! Totally worth the trade.