Oh man I really hope I can spend the weekend camping. Of coarse, my parents are rightfully doing the whole, "I've gotta trust the people you'll be with" thing, which incredibly sucks because there is no reason why they should trust this weekend. Hopefully they will. And hopefully her aunt sounds old. And smart. And trustworthy. Arrrrrrrgh. But, I'm going through an "I'm obsessed with working out" faze. Which is, of coarse, good. I did my class today with a goal of not passing out, so it went well. Afterwards my mom arrived, and I was really pissed when I found out she wanted to stay longer. So what do I do? Hop on the treadmill of coarse! I did about a mile and 3 quartas. I'm proud. What a runner I am. Plus, two of my role models were there, so I was really feeling motivated. I hope I can keep this up. Well I'm off to do some mindless things