Jul 15, 2005 21:35
Mat and I spent the day cleaning and organizing my room.
It might be lame but it was kinda fun.
And now my room is gross and I know where at least my clothes are.
I was just on this college website.
I just... don't know what I want to do.
My career goals change like my contacts.
I wanted to be a history teacher.
But I think that was my goal just because I know I'd be good at it.
I always choose the safe route.
I want to be something more.
Something at least a little more than ordianry.
I have no passion.
I have no talent.
I have little more than a year to figure it all out.
I wish I could take a class on everything.
My mom came home tonight.
She bought me m&'s, a key chain, and eyeshadow.
Quite the odd gifts.
I liked em' all the same.
I get my mp3 this week.
I'm effin stoked.
1 day till I am no longer jail bait bitches.
haha
But I'm pretty sure you have to be hott to be jail bait. Or have people who are old want to get in your pants.
So I'm thinking I don't qualify.
I'm positive no one cares.
Edit: 2 days.I thought it was saturday at the time.