Shakiraaaaaaaaaa!

I unfortunately woke up at 10:30, after six and a half hours of sleep. My legs feel like I'm walking on glass stumps and ache, I'm exhausted, and? The cold that Sebs gave to Elisse and Elisse gave to Julie, Julie gave to me, and now I'm stuffy. At least my throat doesn't hurt like Pazos' and Tay Tay's.

Now would probably be a good time to recap the VMAs.

Honestly, I had a good time, but the day was so long, and getting OUT took forever, and I was surprised at my friends and their lack of caring for me, ever, but that's okay.

Most of the performances took place far away, and I managed to completely space out during all of the rap performances. I had already seen most of the performances before. Some several times (Kelly Clarkson, I am looking at you.)

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And now for the Shakira report for Jess.

( I! Love! Shakira! )

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So... today my mom got a phone call from my cousin Carolyn. My grandmother got in a bad, bad car accident and has a broken sternum, ribs and pelvis, and head trauma. My mom's flying up there tomorrow morning and is not coming home until next Monday.

I'm really worried, mostly for my Mom. I think it's pretty up in the air right now as with what's going to happen. I'm mostly grateful that my cousin Katie wasn't in the car with her. Gramma should've stopped driving years ago.

... But this is really bad. So if you all could just keep my family in your thoughts/prayers/whatevers... it would be appreciated.