honestly, how's a girl supposed to plan a wedding when she is required by her program to read a hundred books by May? I mean, really.
My study buddy, Jamie, has apparently already started having panic attacks. Um, was I supposed to be reading over the break? I'm sorry, I was trying on crazy Asian-bling wedding dresses and finding Italian photographers. Should I have written that paper for my incomplete? I'm sorry, I was looking at stationery at the Crane store and, incidentally, playing Burnout Revenge on Matt's friend's Xbox. As Matt and the game can attest, I acheived a "Maniac" rating and my best scores come from "Traffic Attack," in which one attempts to use one's racecar as a battering ram against the regular "innocent" traffic flow in any number of CGI-rendered global cities.
More points if you can get them to crash into that oncoming semi.
What's that you say? The wedding is more than a year away, and exams are scheduled-ish for May? Pish posh. Details.