Listening to: Good Charlotte - The Story of My Old Man
Hi, I'm Wednesday.
I like polka dots, tinkerbell and pineapple.
My newest philosophy is:
If all else fails
It's funny now people are complaining about them being 'sick' but not really...
They don't know what I've been through the past few days. Believe I understand.
I've had a weird sleeping pattern since the weekend. I couldn't sleep really last night, and I couldn't drug myself. Sadness. But I woke up wide eyed and bushy tailed today. Although, there's no reason too. Just school and work to go to. Ugh. I dressed up tho. Just to make me feel better.
I got my tinkerbell maroon jacket, my maroon tank top, my maroon hat and scarf and my gray sweat pants, so comfy, but see through so I had to wear a thong. I'm all matching an' stuff.
Went to class. Ugh. I just found out that like two of the books I have to get are like $100 or more - fer just ONE book. Altogether, from what I saw, it added up to $300 for most of my classes. I don't have an immediate $300 on my hands right now! I'll have to pick preference until my next paycheck. Or maybe the sad part is that I might be able to actually afford it. I don't know which ones worse. So altogether, my semester (including books) is about $1600 ..or more. Totally not worth it. Stupid required classes that teach you the same basics of the stupid computer! I know Excel, Access, Powerpoint, and Word already! Get over it.
But on the other hand I think I can handle this schedule....well as far as Mondays and Fridays go...b/c I get out at like 10am and I can go where ever I want. Home to bed? Out to eat? Stalk a boy? Shopping? Randomly ride Trax? Walk around Temple Square? It was weird tho, b/c it's the first time I've been...awake during morning hours in like 3 weeks. What do normal ppl do during morning hours? I'm at a lose.
But Tues, Wed and Thurs are gonna be brutle.
Listened to Linkin Park...Good Charlotte...and Blink 182. I don't have anymore screaming music. I, of course, listened to Blink182 in memory of my darling sister Natalie!
Happy Birfday dear!
You have no excuses for your behavior now. Yer not a teenager anymore. So shape up! And stop sleeping around on me! Yer mine!