|Journal: It's a Wensday|
-------------------------------------------Mood: your mom
I am going to have a blast this saturday. I need to get my grades up. My attendence needs to improve maajorrallyy. Next semester I can't miss more than 6 days. I want to be exempt and graduate early. I can't believe I will be out of this Hell hole. EEEk. I'm so stoked dude. I need to clean my el rooma. I get paid this friday yay. But I close to, boooo.
I want to do a sexual abstract piece of artwork. I thin I am going to use oil or acriylic. I haven't painted in so long, I need to get on that shiz niz. I am going to college this time next year. Or Maybe in two if I deciede to take a year off he he.
I'm going to Boston in the spring, wee. i would be going this winter and flying up to new york time square to see all the pretty christmas lights. but i missed waay to many days, and did okay on my grades. i am not exempt unfortunally.
I am tanning at the moment for like a dollar each tan. But I need to pay somewhere so I can be on a mini contract and pay for like 6 months. My check will probably suck this friday. I have been running alot, and taking my happy pills that make me hyper.
I need to start going back to the gym more. I just don't feel like a super model like every one else.... I need to go to a womens gym. I have a freakin 2 year contract with this one gym I'm at. err
If I switch to this one gym my friend works at. It's like a 3 year thing, but I get to tan for 1$ each time whoop whoop. And it's all women, convienently close, swimming pool, personal trainers, all the way man.
i have been writing random thoughts down. I need to get my shiz organized. and do more hands on art work.
i want a lap top for christmas. i have made up my mind. i will do really really good with my parents and grades and attendence and what not. and hopefully they will get me a lap top for college. :]]
garsh i wish i was more strict with my diet. i'm doing okay.
we have potatoe chips and crackers that i eat with my healthy stuff. i should really stop.
durkka durrka. i hate cooking.
i have been texting up a storm. i will probably end up paying for all my texting and calls. i am almost positive i went over.
anywho i need a xanga
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