What a friggin’ night. I was studying for my test tomorrow and chatting and stuff and then Mike called with rather unpleasant tidings. I thought that the bridesmaid issue had been resolved, but apparently not. So there was arguing and tears. This could not be at a worse time, I have so much school to worry about and I’m failing a class and I have to worry about finding someone to take care of Alley… it’s just too much to have to worry about causing rifts in families over stupid things like wedding parties.

So after two hours of discussion over that, I hung up and proceeded to almost burn down the apartment. I was trying to saute some chicken to top a salad with, and inadvertantly set the stove on fire. Luckily, Casey is skilled in such instances and saved us all. I don’t know, all this stress is just too much.

And tomorrow it’s Tuesday, which is my worst day for classes. I can’t imagine that I’ll end up in the 8:30 after a night like tonight. Then my piano lesson and voice lesson… haven’t practiced in almost a week. Sigh. Just let it end…