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Just in the nick of time.

If any of you really know me, you know that I'm a freak when it comes to time. I consider myself late if I'm not at least five minutes early. Well lately I think time has been trying to make me even more crazy than I already am. Today it was my day to drive to college (I car pull with one of my friends) and we both know that I'm a very careful driver and am against going over 5 miles the speed limit. We leave the school late, but luckily we made it in time. After college I went back to school to kill time before I had to pick up Dylan. I wasn't paying attention to the clock, and was almost late again. Lucky for me Dylan's bus was late today, making me not late either. YAY! Next I'm at home getting ready for the Junior Class Parent meeting that I am in charge of, and I started falling behind on all the things I needed to get done for my meeting. I leave the house really late this time, and because I don't speed, I was late to my own meeting. Once again someone was looking out for me because there wasn't hardly anyone there yet by the time I got there. So to calm my nerves I jam out all the way home to some fantastic music, and do a bit of car dancing. I get home, look up at the beautiful stars, and smile: Today was a good day (:

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  1. Thank you for not speeding. Thank you for helping out while I am gone. I love you!!!

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  2. Reading your last 2 posts is making me think that you are a "Mini Heidi" we have a lot in commmon!

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