This is fake. Which I know because I spent more time than that talking about myself last week. Did I even tell you guys what happened to me last week? Well, not to me. But to my friend. Her name is Carrie. Which is very similar to my name. Actually my parents were going to name me Carrie. But I have a cousin named Caroline and they didn't want to confuse anyone. I think Carly works better anyway. But when I was younger I wished my name was Caroline. I used to write that on my papers even though it's not my name. And I made people call me Caroline, which got confusing whenever my cousin was around. One time– oh, sorry, I'm getting a phone call. It's probably my salon. I'm getting my haircut tomorrow. Well, just a trim. I have a lot of split ends. I'll tell you about it later.