Oh god, this is the worst September ever, it is so boring. I think ( Read more... )

Ok, this slayer thing? Totally not as lame as I was thinking it would be. Ok, yeah, the demon slime in the clothing? That's gonna make my life a nightmare if mom ever notices the dry-cleaning bills going up. But dude, my body is freaking intense now. I can do flips like I would not have believed before. And I like, just don't get tired. And ( Read more... )

Oh my god! I am, like, totally a slayer or something. And apparently one with absolutely terrible taste in clothes. I absolutely can not believe what I did to my wardrobe, what the hell was I thinking? I mean, overalls? Hiking boots? I can't find a single skirt anywhere! I mean, I realize that slayers need to be able to move and stuff when ( Read more... )

I haven't even gotten a chance to talk with Principal Snyder, although I did manage to get an appointment with him for Thursday morning. Now I just need to put together a proposal for Future Farmers of America and a 4H club program! And then I can totally start the organization, it'll be so great! I mean, school starts next Monday and I'd hate ( Read more... )

I can't believe that stupid cheerleading practice has started up again, I don't know what I was thinking deciding to join the team. Just because I used to like gymnastics before we moved here! When I could totally spend all my efforts on something productive ( Read more... )

God, I like, have nothing to wear! I can't believe I don't have a single flannel shirt in my entire closet? It's all tank tops and miniskirts! Why in the world would I want to wear junk like that? And I've been trying to find a pair of birkenstocks anywhere. I think I'm gonna have to just borrow some clothes from Jake to wear ( Read more... )

God, I like, had NO time to do anything when I was in LA. Ok, that's totally not true, I mean I did tons of stuff, it's just that I didn't have time to, you know, actually record any of it ( Read more... )

Oh my God! The week in LA was like a total disaster. Dad was busy with some client who got a movie and left Jake and me with his girlfriend. Ugh! She was totally bugging us to bond with her and stuff. Jake and I made a pact to stick together and it worked. Until he took off back home because of the band and Jordan. Oh my God, like I wasn't missing ( Read more... )

Oh my god! I have only, like, one day to finish packing! Ok, I've got one suitcase packed with, you know, the bare minimum that I need to take, right? Except I have absolutely no idea what it is Dad wants us to do when we're visiting him, so what if I don't bring the right outfit and I end up looking totally lame? On the other hand, nothing ( Read more... )

Oh my god, I have absolutely NOTHING to wear! Sunnydale has, like,
no decent shops at all it seems like. And Jake and I are going to
Dad's for the week. About which Jake is being a total and utter
pain, he acts like it's going to kill him to be away from ( Read more... )