Riding in the backseat of my dad’s car makes me sick.

That’s pretty much all I have to say. Today after meeting Cassie for lunch, I went with my dad to pick up my step-mom, and on the way back rode in the back seat and the last time that happened I got out of the car feeling sick.. and this time it’s like this HECKA sickness. ugghhh.

So this is me, watching CSI, feeling like DOOKIE:

This is me with my face smashed:

This is… me not realizing it was on burst setting and laughing at my mom’s reaction to CSI:

Wellllllllllllll.. I’m going to go to Subway and get a sandwich before heading over to Cassie’s to watch a movie with her and Katie.

What’s your Subway sandwich of choice? Boring old me… mine is 6 inch turkey on wheat with american cheese and mayo. That’s all, folks. That’s all.

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