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12:39 a.m. - Friday, Dec. 29, 2006 and to tell the turth, i can't think of any that haven't been done before, i'd like to lose wieght (about twenty kilos would be great, fifteen would be good enough) i lost about 12 kilos before the hell week started, i'm not sure when the hell week was, but i remeber thanksgiving week not being able to do anything except get up, walking my dogs, and eating before going back to bed. lets just say things haven't really gotten any better with the sun seting at four and the fact that it snowed a week ago, and it still hasn't been cleaned up, and it snowed another 10-12 inches today. i can't even got to the gym if i wanted to, my car really sucks in the snow (i'm not kidding it is really bad in the snow) though there were a couple of days in between i could have gone a couple of days, but since mike was here i didn't really get a chance to go. well there is always next year... i promise to get laid more that last year, but then again, a couple of times with girls i didn't really like? i mean i can do better on my own. (the fat girl[s]...) i promise to be closer to moveing out by this time next year, well i suppose i have acived this goal for this year, i'm three credits closer to geting out! that's not much, but it is closer. i want to actually have a plan to move out by next year, and be moved out by the year after that. but anyway... but i still think of that as an improvement. so anyway i'm thinking of opening a myspace acount now. not only have i found cat's my space, but i found akasha's. but the idea of a web page where all i have to know is your high school and i can get your profile? abet locked and i have to request you add me as a friend. that's a little disturbing. but then again i'm ok with a little bit distrubing... it's the weird things that get me, like when mike punched up my name and this diary came up. i thought i had gotten rid of all my personal refeacnes when it came up under my dads searh, but i guess not... i could totally live with it now, but back when i started it? i think not. and i have been thinking of banishing all of those old entryies to the abiss, i don't know that i hate what they might say about me quite that much... i mean they are a part of who i am, though they certainly aren't who i am now, they are a part of what made me what i am today... N(ow) P(laying) : tatu, all about us if they hurt you they hurt you them they hurt me too
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