turns out i’m not making it to regionals afterall. my sands, marlon, was supposed to come with me, but got the lockdown from his SO. he’s doing what i like to call the “cross-training” thing having lunch with her parents and helping with some stuff around the house. le had hit me up, but my lazy butt didn’t want to drive out of the way to get him and he got pulled into some work stuff and couldn’t break free. ugh!