I like the freckles on your chest and I like the way you like me best.

[essence_of_prim]

So I've been so busy all week, all spring too. It's hard juggling school, basketball, and three softball leagues at a time and still have a social life outside sports. So this is kind of a public apology for not being around to do anything, next year I'm cutting back hugely cause I can't take all this shit. I'm also apologizing for pushing everyone away lately, I dunno waht the fuck is wrong with me but I've been pushing everyone away like this whole year and being really moody, it's liek eternal pms, (Yes ben, that's a real thing, I didn't make it up ;) ) So yeah, generally, I'm sorry. Anyways, Megs says quote "your stomach is pale" so I'm planning on fixing that as soon as possible. I hate this, I begin and end the week planning on adding all of this amazing, awesome stuff to my LJ, but I always forget all of it. Oh by the way, Meghan was sick so Kara and I walked the 3+ miles to her house after school to pay her a visit and that was fun. Oh, lately my dreams have been way crazy including making up my own episodes of the OC featuring friends from my life, being thrown out of a softball game, a few less innocent dreams (but that's nothing new) and a dream that I went to school with my shirt off. So I guess my day in a nutshell: sarah and I are planning on making ourselves shirts that say "birthday suits" because that's so hot, Kara and I had 2 secrets as well as finding a huge stash of coke, breaking the whiffle ball in humanities (no one cheered, they all saiid "wow ansley, way to ruin our game) so we had to go inside, and once again, double practices. So yeah, I'm done.

Oh and along with a fear every entry, I'm now going to add a word I hate.

I have a fear of birds.
I hate the word "chunky."