Why did I do what I did.
Why do I do what I do.
Why am I so good at messing up everything?

I hate.

disappointment.

This summer is dedicated to me trying to figure out who I am.

Metaphore for my life:
Was - E
Now - 3

I'M GOING TO MIAMI FOR SPRING BREAK!!!

Yesterday I was a nude model for an Art Class.

Sadie was adapted and just left with her new owner. I know she'll be happy there...it's a young couple with another puppy that she plays great with. So yes I'm happysad.

I got my first foster dog today. Her name is Darlin and she's one of the friendliest dogs EVER. Hard to give her up? Yes. Glad I'm doing this anyways? Yes. Sometimes I let excuses stop me from what I want/need to do, but not in this area.

My dad left for New York this morning to work.
The cutest thing was when we were driving home from my aunt's house and my mom said that she just couldn't wait to get home to see if my dad called.

Oh yeah and I actually made a myspace...all my sisters did it so I just had to.