Aug 11, 2006 21:07
the air in my room doesn't work. i'm dying in here.
i worked all day.
i work all day tomorrow.
i love my job.
i made about $600.00 bucks the last two weeks.
my next pay check should be equally as nice.
friends move back in soon. i'm pretty excited. i won't lie.
i'm addicted to oreos.
i don't wanna go sunday.
i need to re-arrange my room.
but it's so hot in here.
i'm eating oreos.
my knee hurts. a lot.
i did my own PT today. bad idea.
i love that relationship.
it makes me know someone cares.
"sanctuary" just came on...
that song ALWAYS reminds me of peer camp.
now i'm in a remembering mood.
it makes me kindda sad. i'm so not there anymore.
he's so sweet. i think i do like him. (slightly akward. trust me.)
"Lord prepare me,
to be a sanctuary,
pure and holy,
so tried and true.
with thanksgiving,
I'll be a living sactuary,
for you."
i'm gonna go clean now. ta-ta.