My gym class seriously had my sore for two days. If I could stop eating so much or at least starting eating foods that weren't some sort of pizza product, I might be able to fit in my clothes again. You know, zip my dresses and button my shirts.
So I think I can handle this semester and I'm pretty pumped about all my classes. I just need to bring snacks and bundle up. I also need a pepper spray or something because walking to my car at 9 at night alone scares the shpoopy out of me. I wish all of my books would get here already! I would possibly read them tonight, since I am insanely bored. Ugh.
I hung out with Erin this week. I miss my sissy poo and love her dearly. She seriously is an amazing person. I'm so blessed to have someone like here to look up to. Kevin is still 'livin the dream' which means not going to school, not working, not coming home ect. No matter what, I'm always jealous of how easy that kid's life is. I accidently backed into his car today. Heh, I suck at driving. I wish I could just quit driving. I think drinking would only be cool if I got so drunk so often that no one let me drive ever. I fucking hate driving. Boo.
Winter always makes me a whiney, two-faced, brat. I hate the cold & the dark. Ughhhhhh.
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Mix the two together, Lauren. IT'S ALWAYS TURNED OUT GREAT FOR ME!
-SEB
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