I never write anymore. I'm either at school, working out, working at my job, screwing my boyfriend, hanging out with friends, eating, or watching free dvds. I need this. This open space to put everything that swims through my head during the day. Especially on a Tuesday. Tuesdays are my "DO EVERYTHING IMAGINABLE" days. I get everything I need to get done on a Tuesday or a Thursday... I even get Burger King today and I am so fucking excited about that. I should leave the UP soon... Ben's not up here and Kathryn keeps giving me wtf do you want + rot in hell looks. Believe me, there's a difference. Got a 90 on my last essay in english... which is great considering I took 45 minutes to write it and I thought it was the most repititous piece of shit I had ever written. But my professor seems to like the energy and word usage that I do for my papers and grades accordingly. I also think I was the only person who was properly trained on how to integrate quotes and make complete sentences without using first or second person. Bahhahahaha.. png. Mmmmm. I want to talk to Aimee but she's writing a story. I need to write a fucking story. It's embarassing that Sara who didn't even want to be a journalist in the first place is taking my job and doing it better than I am. Bah... the only thing in the world that I love to do and I can never find enough guts to do it and kick ass at it. What's wrong with me? I think I need food, sleep, sex, DDR, and a treadmill. See ya on the flip side