"If looks could really kill, then my profession would be staring."
So... the weather was so friggin' bad on Tuesday that my mom and dad wouldn't let me leave the house, thus forcing me to miss my two writing classes. I mean, they could've made me miss today and I would've been thrilled... but my writing classes? I live for those. They're the only classes I understand.
*tummy rumbles are making noise*
Kickboxing kicked my ASS today. Holy poo on toast. (stolen from what a girl wants) It was ridiculous. I honestly thought I was going to puke at one point. And the only message in my brain that kept me standing there was, "You have to look good in your bridesmaid dress for Katie's wedding... and wouldn't it be nice to look good when you're trying on wedding dresses in a month?"
I'm such an effing girl sometimes. *gag me with a spoon*
Talked to my darling Miss Ameh a few times over the past few days. I wish the situation were so much different. And, kid, if you read this: You know I adore you. *big hugs*
Heard "Stereo" by 4th Avenue Jones twice today. Definitely put a smile on my face. Also listened to a lot of Brand New, a band I am obsessed with at the moment, thanks to my brother.
... Michael also dyed my hair the other night. Black, as usual. It was interesting, though. Much easier than doing it myself, but a little scary when Michael turns to me (after I washed my hair out) and says, "Does it look okay? Did I miss any spots?" and I replied, "No, it looks fine" to which Michael says, "That's pretty good for me."
... that kid. Let me tell ya...
... I adore him. He makes my day. Listening to his impersonations of American Idol auditioners last night was great. *laughs* What a riot.
... And now that I spent an hour burning off calories in kickboxing... it's time for me to eat. =P
*shae*
*tummy rumbles are making noise*
Kickboxing kicked my ASS today. Holy poo on toast. (stolen from what a girl wants) It was ridiculous. I honestly thought I was going to puke at one point. And the only message in my brain that kept me standing there was, "You have to look good in your bridesmaid dress for Katie's wedding... and wouldn't it be nice to look good when you're trying on wedding dresses in a month?"
I'm such an effing girl sometimes. *gag me with a spoon*
Talked to my darling Miss Ameh a few times over the past few days. I wish the situation were so much different. And, kid, if you read this: You know I adore you. *big hugs*
Heard "Stereo" by 4th Avenue Jones twice today. Definitely put a smile on my face. Also listened to a lot of Brand New, a band I am obsessed with at the moment, thanks to my brother.
... Michael also dyed my hair the other night. Black, as usual. It was interesting, though. Much easier than doing it myself, but a little scary when Michael turns to me (after I washed my hair out) and says, "Does it look okay? Did I miss any spots?" and I replied, "No, it looks fine" to which Michael says, "That's pretty good for me."
... that kid. Let me tell ya...
... I adore him. He makes my day. Listening to his impersonations of American Idol auditioners last night was great. *laughs* What a riot.
... And now that I spent an hour burning off calories in kickboxing... it's time for me to eat. =P
*shae*