laurafish919 (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} laurafish919) wrote,@ 2005-09-17 16:00:00 |
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rollerskating buddies
Skate World last night!!!
and nikole, cheryl, justyna, and anita got me a beautiful fish tank! i'm so excited. i am worried Dallas will be jealous of the little fishies--or maybe he'll eat them--but Dallas needs to adjust. I also think Dallas is going through some teennage angst. He meows his sad song, sitting at the window, gazing at nothing in particular with such longing...
my knee hurts from skate world. i dont think ive been on rollerskates for over a decade.
we got kicked out because kristen, nikole, cheryl and i smoked a cigarette in the bathroom stall. heee
nick was funny--
i got mad at night though of course. i've just never been the type to drink to the point of losing control--whether that means poor decisions/actions the night of or the following day, it's still stupid and i don't want to deal with that anymore...whatever though.
this morning was the heart association walk-a-thon in southfield. justin and nick came with me. and my sister and ryan. i love my sister! we were remembering one walk-a-thon probably 10-11 years ago when i was in middle school track and so i was trying really hard to keep up with some of the faster runners/walkers and she ran after me trying to keep up --then she kept crying for me to wait for her (she was only about 9 back then.) and i was so mad because i thought i was this super cool fast 12 year old and i had to wait for my dumb little sister. now its a cute memory. i wish she followed me around like how she used to!
i wish i didnt eat such shitty food. i'm in a cranky mood SOLELY because i ate bad last night AND this morning after the walk-a-thon. i'm such a fatass. there was a big poster of my mom on the walk-a-thon for being such a sweetass survivor. the media loves her
well its fucking 4 pm and i havent gotten anything done today.
justin and adam are here watching the Spartans, nick went to work, and kristen is sulking around. if they left, i'd clean because the apartment was destroyed last night and then i'd probably watch t.v. and color for awhile, then maybe i'd shower, walk to barnes and nobles--then come home and go to anita's mom's party. i like imagining what i WOULD have done. i get mad at people who aren't busy because they don't understand other people's need for quieter nights. but i feel i'm either working, or feeling guilty about needing to run and stuff or work on law school stuff. thats the funny thing about guilt--its like an occupation. remember homework? even if you ended up not opening a book all weekend but if you PLANNED on it, you felt busy with the guilt and intention of studying...
my knee hurts.
there is a realm of control i really wish i could enter--or maybe a level of control i wish i could obtain? i like the idea of it being a realm that i just havent discovered yet.
my silly knee.
Skate World last night!!!
and nikole, cheryl, justyna, and anita got me a beautiful fish tank! i'm so excited. i am worried Dallas will be jealous of the little fishies--or maybe he'll eat them--but Dallas needs to adjust. I also think Dallas is going through some teennage angst. He meows his sad song, sitting at the window, gazing at nothing in particular with such longing...
my knee hurts from skate world. i dont think ive been on rollerskates for over a decade.
we got kicked out because kristen, nikole, cheryl and i smoked a cigarette in the bathroom stall. heee
nick was funny--
i got mad at night though of course. i've just never been the type to drink to the point of losing control--whether that means poor decisions/actions the night of or the following day, it's still stupid and i don't want to deal with that anymore...whatever though.
this morning was the heart association walk-a-thon in southfield. justin and nick came with me. and my sister and ryan. i love my sister! we were remembering one walk-a-thon probably 10-11 years ago when i was in middle school track and so i was trying really hard to keep up with some of the faster runners/walkers and she ran after me trying to keep up --then she kept crying for me to wait for her (she was only about 9 back then.) and i was so mad because i thought i was this super cool fast 12 year old and i had to wait for my dumb little sister. now its a cute memory. i wish she followed me around like how she used to!
i wish i didnt eat such shitty food. i'm in a cranky mood SOLELY because i ate bad last night AND this morning after the walk-a-thon. i'm such a fatass. there was a big poster of my mom on the walk-a-thon for being such a sweetass survivor. the media loves her
well its fucking 4 pm and i havent gotten anything done today.
justin and adam are here watching the Spartans, nick went to work, and kristen is sulking around. if they left, i'd clean because the apartment was destroyed last night and then i'd probably watch t.v. and color for awhile, then maybe i'd shower, walk to barnes and nobles--then come home and go to anita's mom's party. i like imagining what i WOULD have done. i get mad at people who aren't busy because they don't understand other people's need for quieter nights. but i feel i'm either working, or feeling guilty about needing to run and stuff or work on law school stuff. thats the funny thing about guilt--its like an occupation. remember homework? even if you ended up not opening a book all weekend but if you PLANNED on it, you felt busy with the guilt and intention of studying...
my knee hurts.
there is a realm of control i really wish i could enter--or maybe a level of control i wish i could obtain? i like the idea of it being a realm that i just havent discovered yet.
my silly knee.
