i'll be so glad when high school ends and adulthood begins.
serioulsy. i'm tired of my parents breathing down my neck and them asking me questions i don't know the answers to(this happens ALL THE TIME. why must they ask me thing that they know i don't know the answers to? i don't get it. leave me alone, please). i'm tired of my dead-end job of hate and lies and the boy who doesn't exist(he's not as interesting as i thought. and very bitter and cynical. i don't know if i like this or not). i just want to be an adult but not pay for anything. it's not too hard right? i just need to marry well so i can do whatever i want. including shopping at the galleria whenever i want.
so i guess i haven't updated in a little while. i don't know where to begin.
I STILL HAVE NOT GOTTEN INTO COLLEGE. this is seriously stressing me out! someone let me in so i won't feel as bad when i fail calculus tests. please. take care of it.
i still haven't found a new job. another stressor. i mean, why can't job offers come flying in? i am amazing at anything i do not to mention the most adorable person o the planet and probably the most modest person you'll ever meet so why won't it just happen? why do i have to apply like every other common person? i hate that! and i'm worried that if i do find a new job, it won't be as flexible as the job i currently work. because that's the only, and i'm talking ONLY perk to where i work. other than that, it's a horrible life-sucking hell and i cannot wait to find something else.
i started running again and sweet mary and all the other saints was it rough. it was grueling. 2 miles the first time, 4 the second. 4 KILLED ME. i couldn't walk. i don't remember it being this hard! but i think i have a plan. i'm going to raise money for san diego and do the half with TNT and all the good people there and then, since i will be going to schoolnear chicago, i'm going to run the chicago whole in october. now, i mean business and i'm going to start fundraising as soon as i get all my financial aid stuff and midyear reports done. because this needs to happen. i need to keep running. while it hurt like hell, and it did hurt like hell, it felt so good. i'm sure the painful pleasure i get from running is probably akin to pre-marital sex. which i know nothing about.
i've also been downtown twice inthe last 7 days. the first time rachel, michael, and i went for a photo assignment which was fun. and i'm not a circus and rachel doesn't have a clue where she's going. at all. but what do i know? i'm a circus. we played in the tunnels for a bit and had fun. then tonight i drove to montrose to eat at niko niko's with alan, ryan, vicky, and me. oh. my. gosh. it was like an orgasm of my digextive system and taste buds. i highly reccommend it. we then tried to go down to the tuennels but found out, from a limo driver willing to accept ryan and alan (two 'young strapping men') as a tip, that you cannot get to the tunnels on the weekends. oh. that sucks. let's go to the galleria. vicky and i driften in and out of glorious stores such as louis vuitton and dior and all the good ones in galleria II. we didn't really have time to go to any other wings but the one we went to was fun and it was awesome watching people ice skate and fall.
i've also been asking myself: if this is what he wants, why is it so much harder than before? i know you don't know what i'm talking about at all, but that's okay. i mean, it's so much harder than before. i think about him all the time, i want him to be near me and never leave. he cannot have his cake and eat it too. he either has to get over his fears and take life by the balls or something has to give because i can't just be friends.
next weekend is senior presentations and i don't have a dress and my mom has decided she will make it because nothing wet tried on today looked good. we went to one store. that's why. i would much rather buy a dress and spend a little more time shopping then make one. i don't know how good it's going to look. i'm way too picky and have such high standards. and what am i going to do about prom? she wants to make my prom dress too. i don't think so. i think i want the joy of shopping for my one and only prom dress. because you are only supposed to get to do that once and i want to experience it. i don't care where i have to go or how long it is going to take. i want to shop!
tomorrow is all about financial aid, shopping, and a family meeting that i don't care to go to. when you are an adult, you don't go to family meetings. you drink wine and eat greek food everyday. and go shopping at the galleria because you've married well. i am off to practice being an adult. wish me luck.
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so i guess i haven't updated in a little while. i don't know where to begin.
I STILL HAVE NOT GOTTEN INTO COLLEGE. this is seriously stressing me out! someone let me in so i won't feel as bad when i fail calculus tests. please. take care of it.
i still haven't found a new job. another stressor. i mean, why can't job offers come flying in? i am amazing at anything i do not to mention the most adorable person o the planet and probably the most modest person you'll ever meet so why won't it just happen? why do i have to apply like every other common person? i hate that! and i'm worried that if i do find a new job, it won't be as flexible as the job i currently work. because that's the only, and i'm talking ONLY perk to where i work. other than that, it's a horrible life-sucking hell and i cannot wait to find something else.
i started running again and sweet mary and all the other saints was it rough. it was grueling. 2 miles the first time, 4 the second. 4 KILLED ME. i couldn't walk. i don't remember it being this hard! but i think i have a plan. i'm going to raise money for san diego and do the half with TNT and all the good people there and then, since i will be going to schoolnear chicago, i'm going to run the chicago whole in october. now, i mean business and i'm going to start fundraising as soon as i get all my financial aid stuff and midyear reports done. because this needs to happen. i need to keep running. while it hurt like hell, and it did hurt like hell, it felt so good. i'm sure the painful pleasure i get from running is probably akin to pre-marital sex. which i know nothing about.
i've also been downtown twice inthe last 7 days. the first time rachel, michael, and i went for a photo assignment which was fun. and i'm not a circus and rachel doesn't have a clue where she's going. at all. but what do i know? i'm a circus. we played in the tunnels for a bit and had fun. then tonight i drove to montrose to eat at niko niko's with alan, ryan, vicky, and me. oh. my. gosh. it was like an orgasm of my digextive system and taste buds. i highly reccommend it. we then tried to go down to the tuennels but found out, from a limo driver willing to accept ryan and alan (two 'young strapping men') as a tip, that you cannot get to the tunnels on the weekends. oh. that sucks. let's go to the galleria. vicky and i driften in and out of glorious stores such as louis vuitton and dior and all the good ones in galleria II. we didn't really have time to go to any other wings but the one we went to was fun and it was awesome watching people ice skate and fall.
i've also been asking myself: if this is what he wants, why is it so much harder than before? i know you don't know what i'm talking about at all, but that's okay. i mean, it's so much harder than before. i think about him all the time, i want him to be near me and never leave. he cannot have his cake and eat it too. he either has to get over his fears and take life by the balls or something has to give because i can't just be friends.
next weekend is senior presentations and i don't have a dress and my mom has decided she will make it because nothing wet tried on today looked good. we went to one store. that's why. i would much rather buy a dress and spend a little more time shopping then make one. i don't know how good it's going to look. i'm way too picky and have such high standards. and what am i going to do about prom? she wants to make my prom dress too. i don't think so. i think i want the joy of shopping for my one and only prom dress. because you are only supposed to get to do that once and i want to experience it. i don't care where i have to go or how long it is going to take. i want to shop!
tomorrow is all about financial aid, shopping, and a family meeting that i don't care to go to. when you are an adult, you don't go to family meetings. you drink wine and eat greek food everyday. and go shopping at the galleria because you've married well. i am off to practice being an adult. wish me luck.
<3 scotti