an interesting thing happened today, well five minutes ago actually. i caught a glance of myself in the mirror and thought ’she looks really skinny.’ yes, i think like that. i have to identify myself first before i say ‘i’. this was such a quick glance that i thought ’she’ first and then said, ‘oh! it’s me, right on.’ that was certainly a good pick me up.

i have to share my love of certain bands/artists. i’ve been listening to lostprophets and gwen stefani non-stop. both of those albums are filled with great songs. there isn’t one song that i don’t like. it’s all good. it’s great. of course there are some songs that i like more than others, but i won’t skip any of the other ones. you should all seriously think about picking these up, or at least download them and then buy them, because trust me, you’ll want to.

eating cake is a good thing. i like cake. being 110 all the time is cool too. i heavily enjoy that fact. i probably shouldn’t advocate downloading so much. but it ensured that i was going to buy these albums, so it’s actually a good thing. all the people i know who download songs, also spend money on cds.

i can’t wait for christmas. i know i’m jumping from one topic to the next, but that’s the way my mind works. i’ve started my list, but i only have eight things on it so far. i don’t know what to buy for other people yet. we’ll just have to see.

point of interest: i’m such a sucker for romantic comedies. it’s really quite sad. i guess it ties in with the whole hopeless romantic thing that i am.

last night was pretty good. had some good drunken conversations with people. i was sober, but they were drunk, so it was still entertaining.

now i’m at home watching blast from the past. i’m kind of bored and kind of hungry. i should eat something, but i have no food. i’ve been living on eggs for the last week, and somehow still been getting 1200 calories a day. jesus, this is all i talk about. i think it’s because i don’t like thinking about other aspects of my life, so i use the whole fitness thing as a healthy escape. at least it’s somewhat productive and good for me. i’d make chicken breast, but i really have nothing to eat it with. i have no vegetables, salad, or bread. i guess i could make pasta. maybe i’ll have spaghetti with chicken. i have ground beef too, but that takes more work i think. also, there are two chicken breasts and i can only eat one. so i don’t know how i’m going to deal with that. anyway, off i go to try and make food.

i’m not in a very good mood. i’m going to blame it on hunger and hope it goes away. or maybe it’s because i know exactly what’s coming, and no matter what i try/do, it’s always the same. any sort of response would be good. i can’t keep running on nothing. i’ve done all that i can. what more do i have to say. fuck. come on froot loops, digest faster, help me feel better.

on a happy note, i love the new gwen stefani album. it’s very 80’s and i like that. i wanted to burn it today, but i know i’m going to end up owning it, so i thought i’d save my blank.

i put some yogurt in the freezer to make (big surprise here) frozen yogurt. it was pretty good, although next time i definitely have to use sticks, because they freeze more like popsicles than ice cream. i knew that would happen, but my mom seemed to think they’d end up like ice cream, so i tried it her way first.

i wish i lived somewhere warm like california. there’s always something to do, like go to the beach, rollerblading, surfing, wakeboarding and so on.

man, i can’t shake this bad mood. i’m totally going to work the scene like i’m single. ok, good. now i have a plan.

note to self: stop being so hard on yourself.

i’m only writing because i’m bored. i’m really bored. music isn’t helping and i don’t know why. blah.

it’s terrible when you hate someone really bad. it’s worse when you hate someone else just because they remind you of that one person due to one feature. i just hate them so bad. grrr . . . the hatred. i’m telling you the truth. i mean this, i’m okay (trust me). i’m not okay. man, why does it have to bother me so much? you’d think it was someone i see all the time, but i don’t. i rarely see them, but when i do, i want to make of fun them and then punch them in the nose. no, face. no, i don’t know what i want to do. i think i’d make fun of them mostly. hahahaha . . . that’d be great.

hooray for taking days off after huge unit tests that you don’t really want to do, but feel oddly confident about anyway. hooray also for singing as a great stress reliever and practice for my auditions, but not really. i should study some more, because i’m not at the level where i should be. i need to get a really good mark on this test too. i haven’t failed anything yet, but i did get like 56 on my last unit test. i didn’t study at all an i had been “sick” for a large part of the lessons, mostly the whole price elasticity thing, which i thought i knew but apparently only 56% knew. let’s go for that 85% this time around.

my back hurts for some reason and i’m really tired. i want to go to sleep, but i have to shower first and study more. man, i so don’t feel like doing either of those things. stupid wheel of fortune. i say that like i spent hours playing it, when i only played one 15 minute game. come to think of it, i don’t know where all of my time went. i got home at 6:30 and somehow four hours have passed and the only significant thing i’ve done is work out for 50 minutes. i won’t rant about that at the moment because i’m always so up and down with my body. it’s pretty good some days, okay on others and horrible 50% of the time. meh. i’m doing what i can.

now for some good old fashioned silverchair while studying for my test and trying to download the deftones dicography.