Dinkin Flicka.

So... I'm going to come right out with it:
The rumors are true- I am now 22 & 1/2. It happened on May 12th, at 12:31 AM, and honestly, it was a pretty big moment for me. I won't even bother sugar-coating it for anyone. Some serious stuff. But more importantly- I experienced a pretty monumental 'first' this past week. I was stung by a bee. Yes, for the very first time. Ever. And I have to say that it hurt alot more than I expected it would. But in a way, that's a good thing, because the overall experience didn't let me down, which I appreciate. In other news, American Idol ended this week,which I am still working on getting over. Our sweet baby, David Archuleta, did not win- which didn't surprise me in the least, since I'm psychic- leaving the winner's slot open for the disturbingly beautiful David R. Cook. Yes, I know his middle name, & yes, that fact does worry me a great deal. But thankfully, I've been able to come to terms with it. So... good for me, I guess. I can't help the fact that if he met me, he would propose to me within the first half-hour. Because if I could help it, I would. So... chew on that for awhile. Anyway, it is WAY past my bedtime, so I'll check back in when I feel like it. Take it sleazy, Friends.