I haven't been a big into writing in a journal since I had a xanga back in middle school. I figured I would start trying it out again, but every time I start I just get frustrated; I don't know where to start, or I do know where to start and it feels so redundant. Usually, by the time I would get around to journaling, I've already talked to someone ( Read more... )

My misadventures in scrambling eggs last time led me to at least look up the recipe on how to make French Toast this time. It's quite interesting combination. I never would have thought of putting vanilla with egg. lol ( Read more... )

For some reason that still escapes me, I couldn't go back to sleep after Josh called to tell me he was on his way to work and to chat a bit. So now I figured I'd update on the events of yesterday.. I mean, hell, why not? If nothing else, I can look at this next year and ask myself what in the world I was thinking ( Read more... )

So some days your the pigeon, and others your the statue. I guess today's one of those statue days for me ( Read more... )

I remember the days when I used to be so stoked to come home and write in my xanga about all the exciting things going on in my life. I used to journal all the time, but I don't know what changed. I used to feel that life was so rough and nobody loved me, and oh heavens, somebody kicked my dog.. But now it's just like I don't really seem to have ( Read more... )

Well, it's official! I'm going to be doing swim team! This should be mildly hilarious, considering my swimming ability resembles that of a dead fish. Or seaweed. Hahaha. Oh well, what quicker way to learn than by humiliating myself in front of several talented high schoolers? Yes! Conditioning is every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. That way I'll ( Read more... )