Today I went to "Pearl Day" at Six Flags with Kevin (little man), Marc, Wayne, & Sarah. It was a BLAST. I had a really good time even tho I didn't ride but 2 rides.

But before we could even get to the booth to pay for our tickets I turn around and there stands Roger with Colby. I was like OMG. So we went inside and everybody else was going to ride this ride and I wasn't, I thought that I would stand in line with them and talk to them until they got ready to get on, well I ended up just leaving the line after about 10 mins. Roger was right in front of us and I just felt really weird around him and very nervous. Cause I do NOT deal with drama and I'm not a fighting person. So anyway, they rode the ride and then we walked around and they rode some more rides. I ended up getting on the Super Man ride. I thought I was going to DIE. I was screaming like a little bitch and Marc kept telling me to breath or I was going to pass out. He said that my face was blood red. I was shaking SO bad when I got off that ride that I could hardly walk. So we walked around some more and they rode more rides as I sat waiting on them. I saw so many ppl that I knew from Atlanta and Chattanooga.

As soon as I got back from Six Flags I went and got my mom's truck, I wanted to go and check on Jason. He was in the ER cause he's still throwing up and his stomach is killing him. By the time I got up there, he was being sent home. But I didn't care. I still wanted to make sure that he was okay and if there was anything that I needed to do. I just wished to god that they could find something out that's wrong with him and get him to feeling better. After all those test they done there, they said that everything came back good. He has a Dr. appt. In the morning with his regular Dr. so maybe they can find something out.

Well I'm about to get my ass off of here and get to bed. I am SO tired.