Mormon church receives $40 million donation
All I wanted was to post on MySpace but apparently the damn blogs are down. And now my parents are fighting and I'm just getting sick of it. I played dead today and that was really fun. I think my dog gave me the most inspiration. Hahaha..get it? Yeah, I'm lame but whatever. I think Michelle is mad at me, but I just have such a problem with saying no to people. I mean, during 3rd period Chipotle sounds really good, but at the end of the day I feel so exhausted. I feel horrible for not picking her up. I honestly do, but I just can't help myself sometimes. My moods still go up and down, but they're getting somewhat better. I'm sure not many of you notice, but I do. Ugh..it's so fucking hard to live in this house. I remember months ago I would be up in my room cutting by now, but I guess I'm just not as anxious as I used to be? My shrink says for me to always just get away from the arguing, but somtimes it's too hard. It's too much to get my socks and shoes on and then ask my dad to move his car, while they're still fighting mind you. Lately I've been thinking about John Carroll, and how I wouldn't be able to stay at home. My shrink completely objected to me staying at home...she told me to get the hell out of here once I graduate. "You want a brick patio instead of a fireplace? You have the nerve to tell me that you want a brick patio?" Ugh..just shut up everybody! Well, I was thinking that I'm not going to go to the rock off on Friday b/c I should start my Stats project and do my Jazz paper and maybe work on the presentation and search for songs that way I can just hang out on Sunday. Or at least chill out Sunday night at practice and not have to worry about any homework. Christ, it sounds so simple now, but why does it seem so hard when the time finally comes? Well, I have shrink tomorrow and I usually leave there feeling motivated, so we'll see how it goes.