The grand thought of Wednesday:
"I'm officially going to hell."
My idea of cleaning my room was more like throwing it in the trunk of my car and driving away.
I met a girl. She invited me to sit by her. She said she works at Dicks sports store. She said she only bites on Mondays. I remembered what day it was and scooted away.
I cant stop eating. Stupid spotting. Its like my period all over again. Cept the mood swings are a lot more controlled thank goodness. I've had salt and vinegar chips, a bag of rolos and donuts. I can't stop!
The boy wanted to go ice skating again, juss cuz he wants to conquer it. I didnt really want to go with him. I need to go shopping. But my only response was "again? We already did that didn't we?" and he gets all pissy and defensive and says "Fine, you can't come with me, I'll invite someone else" and blah blah and...well, I didnt care. He can find someone else. I dont need him. I want to go shopping. I'm okay being alone. It's not like I even said no to him. He changed his mind and said I 'couldnt go' with him anymore. Hmmmm...
I thought about the "SO much to do before Thanksgiving, everything is due after thanksgivinggg" and realized...there wasn't that much to do, but it's still not done b/c its just time consuming. Ugh. This is where the major BS starts kickin in. I'll look back at this school and wonder if even half the work I did there was legitimate.