Jul 19, 2005 11:51
I don't know what it is. It could be the fact that I worked out this morning, or maybe I had a really good dream. It could be that I'm done working at McDonalds and I know that I never have to go back there again. Whatever it may be, I feel so beautiful today (bop bop bop bop bop ba da bop). I know this is all gonna sound so conceited, but I looked in the mirror this morning, and I could not figure out why he doesn't wanna be with me. I mean, come on, there's really nothing about me that's worth writing me off. And here's a great question: WHO THE HELL DOES HE THINK IS GONNA PUT UP WITH HIS SHIT! No offense to the guy, but, honestly, he's so retarded sometimes. He's annoying, he can be very judgmental, and, although I think he's the hottest man alive, most of the girls I've ever talked to don't think that he's that much to look at. Yet, I'm crazy about him. I know that I could just fall in love with him at the drop of a hat! He must be gay! LOL
Oh my gosh; I went running this morning. I AM SO EFFING OUT OF SHAPE! It's gonna take like a month to get to any point of being anywhere close to a place that I can breathe. Oh well, it's all for two good causes:
1. I want to be healthy.
2. It bothers me that I paid $80 for Abercrombie jeans, and now they dont' fit anymore.
Well, off to anywhere with Rascall Flatts blaring! I've decided that These Days and Praying For Daylight were my songs for that stupid boy!
GOD BLESS YOU ALL!