do i need a subject?
sooner or later i am going to have to poop at montclair.
those of you who know me know that by "poop" i dont mean any old normal poop.. i mean real live scary poop.
my bed is surprisingly comfortable and going to bed and waking up relatively early hasnt been a problem so far, in fact i think i kinda like the idea of a new sleep schedule.
i enjoy having full control of the air conditioning when i have the room to myself.
i still have a bruise on my foot from when that ian kid stepped on it at adge's party.
its already a little strange to be home and not have danielle and chrys home with me.
im glad ginas still here.
you cant tag people on livejournal.
i think i may actually stick to this science teacher idea.
knowing that makes me feel a tiny bit better, for now anyway, and a little less like im going to completely fail at life.
does anyone else ever feel like they are going to fail? i feel kinda like im going to fail.
i need to start trying not to. ill be a science teacher.
im happy that im friends with my cousin anthony on facebook.
my thoughts never come out as pretty and poetic as everyone elses.
i hate when dad points out hickies on my neck. i hate that my makeup never covers them well.
jodi's "nineteen minutes" has already made me cry.
when i went to my first 2 classes i was sitting and talking with kids who knew exactly what they were doing, how they were gonna do it. is that normal?
i panicked and felt a bit like shit.
ive actually kinda sorta made some friend-ish people in class and on the shuttle which is kinda cool cuz i thought i sucked at meeting people.
i wanted to facebook them but i cant remember like any of their names.
the hotel shuttle sucks butt.
driving to ben folds tmr in a hurricane is gonna be kick ass.
ben folds is gonna be kick ass.
when i get out of the shower i really like to sit in front of the computer, or lay in bed wearing just a towel.
its even better when the fan is on.
those of you who know me know that by "poop" i dont mean any old normal poop.. i mean real live scary poop.
my bed is surprisingly comfortable and going to bed and waking up relatively early hasnt been a problem so far, in fact i think i kinda like the idea of a new sleep schedule.
i enjoy having full control of the air conditioning when i have the room to myself.
i still have a bruise on my foot from when that ian kid stepped on it at adge's party.
its already a little strange to be home and not have danielle and chrys home with me.
im glad ginas still here.
you cant tag people on livejournal.
i think i may actually stick to this science teacher idea.
knowing that makes me feel a tiny bit better, for now anyway, and a little less like im going to completely fail at life.
does anyone else ever feel like they are going to fail? i feel kinda like im going to fail.
i need to start trying not to. ill be a science teacher.
im happy that im friends with my cousin anthony on facebook.
my thoughts never come out as pretty and poetic as everyone elses.
i hate when dad points out hickies on my neck. i hate that my makeup never covers them well.
jodi's "nineteen minutes" has already made me cry.
when i went to my first 2 classes i was sitting and talking with kids who knew exactly what they were doing, how they were gonna do it. is that normal?
i panicked and felt a bit like shit.
ive actually kinda sorta made some friend-ish people in class and on the shuttle which is kinda cool cuz i thought i sucked at meeting people.
i wanted to facebook them but i cant remember like any of their names.
the hotel shuttle sucks butt.
driving to ben folds tmr in a hurricane is gonna be kick ass.
ben folds is gonna be kick ass.
when i get out of the shower i really like to sit in front of the computer, or lay in bed wearing just a towel.
its even better when the fan is on.