Feelin' pree' good.
Today is Monday. Oh Monday, How much I hate you. Monday starts off a new school week. Mondays remind me that I work out twice a day.
My feet are killing me. Basketball conditioning : A short 45 minute workout with a coach that will not make us leave until one of us throws up. Well, that's my point of view. We ran two miles today, which is not bad. Not bad at all. He's going light on us the next two weeks.... midterms. Why in the hell do we even need midterms? I'm smart. I have it all in my head.
Anyway, I feel stupid for having an online diary. I feel like one of those emo kids that feel sorry for themselves. But I really need a way to get this shit off of my mind. I can only tell my best friend so much before it gets awkward. And my mom? yeah, we're close. But she'd flip her shit if she knows the kind of stuff I've done or have even thought about doing. I have to stay anonymous. Shit gets out. Colleges look at everything with my name on it. I can't afford to be kicked out of school or punished for what I write on here.
Other than my typical teenage hormonal rant. I'm feeling pretty good today. Don't have conditioning on Tuesday or Wednesday. Which means i'll be wearing my fuzzy boots on Wednesday. Cuz we all know I be looking finneee. Plus cold weather is coming in. I love the cold weather. I love it so much. If it had a dick. I'd fuck it.
My room is clean
My bathroom is clean
I'm organized
Now time to take a shower and go chow down on some authentic Mexican food.
I'm glad I chose to write this. [:
My feet are killing me. Basketball conditioning : A short 45 minute workout with a coach that will not make us leave until one of us throws up. Well, that's my point of view. We ran two miles today, which is not bad. Not bad at all. He's going light on us the next two weeks.... midterms. Why in the hell do we even need midterms? I'm smart. I have it all in my head.
Anyway, I feel stupid for having an online diary. I feel like one of those emo kids that feel sorry for themselves. But I really need a way to get this shit off of my mind. I can only tell my best friend so much before it gets awkward. And my mom? yeah, we're close. But she'd flip her shit if she knows the kind of stuff I've done or have even thought about doing. I have to stay anonymous. Shit gets out. Colleges look at everything with my name on it. I can't afford to be kicked out of school or punished for what I write on here.
Other than my typical teenage hormonal rant. I'm feeling pretty good today. Don't have conditioning on Tuesday or Wednesday. Which means i'll be wearing my fuzzy boots on Wednesday. Cuz we all know I be looking finneee. Plus cold weather is coming in. I love the cold weather. I love it so much. If it had a dick. I'd fuck it.
My room is clean
My bathroom is clean
I'm organized
Now time to take a shower and go chow down on some authentic Mexican food.
I'm glad I chose to write this. [:
03 okt 2011
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