I have figured out that out of all seven of my classes I only like 4 of them. I guess that's not bad, but two of those classes I'm not too sure about the liking process. Anyways, I dipped into my 16th birthday fund and now only have like ten dollars. It wasn't my fault! Nicole called and was like "Hey, I'm going to St. George- wanna come?" Of course I melted. How can I resist a shopping trip? It's like chocolate- irresistable. When I got there it was heaven! Nearly everything on clearance because of after Christmas. I already have plans to go shopping next year at that time.
Anyways, today in English, I proved my 'un-honorism' by not bringing my essay we have been working on for the past months. So, in forth hour, I went to the computer lab to print it off and found out that the disk was being a poo-head and was screwed up. I wanted to cry... not really- I was just majorly pissed. Thankfully it works on my computer, so tomorrow I'm gonna have to get on my hands and knees and beg Ms. May for forgivness.
But, yesterday was a water day- kind of like a snow-day, but only with water. I doubt a snow day will ever happen here- and I'm fine with that cuz snow just sucks. Its just so cold and miserable. I am a summer personage because you can never go wrong with summer. :) P.s.- I love Papa Roach's new song 'Getting away with murder'!!! It makes me smile!!!!! AHHH!!!!!!!!!! And of course Savior by Skillet. (we don't want any songs to get their feelings hurt now).
Heh- don't put cats on your head. **Notice it's a guy in the picture**
NO MORE FIT FOR LIFE! Ever! I believe in miracles! Yes'm. I think the fumes from my spray paint spree and my horrible hair dye are finally getting to me. Damon and Sabra, my dearest brother and sis-in-law have just sent their X-mas presents. I got two wonderfully hot charms for my bracelet- Orlando Bloom enriched charms actually. Well.... its been a while since I have posted, so I will tell of my Christmas vacation. Actually, it kinda sucked cuz I was just getting a cold so I couldn't really do anything during my recovery. I am now incredibly sick of Garlic and this alcaholic indian herbal medicine that tastes like rotten peas. Anyways, being the ball of sunshine that I am, I will change the subject off my miserable, obnoxious, rotten, pitiful, crappy, stupid virus.
I got a sterio system for my wonderful car. I also named my wonderful car Gwen because I felt like it. My little car is a 1982 Dodge Aries four door sedan that only had an a.m. radio, so you see my strife. I guess it was kinda fun trying to sing along to the jazzy christmas songs, but I prefer my new Firehouse cd to Jingle Bells sung 50 different ways.
Oh goodun'z. I love Adam Sandler, but I extracted his cd "What the hell happened to me" onto the computer..... and...... lets just say its not one a person should listen to in front of their mother. Its actually quite a funny cd though. I love "The adventures of the cow" and "Joining the cult" off the cd.
Gaaa.... this blabbering on is somewhat a stress reducer but probably doesn't make a whole lotta sense.
Also, I just added some picz onto my photobucket album. Hrmm.... I don't know how to share it.... I know hottie ***** shared his on his myspace thingie. Too tired to make a lotta sense, to lazy to get my arse off the computer.
