July 17th 2001

Here is my puppy again. Thank you.

So this morning I woke up, and to my surprise, I haven't lost 20 pounds in one day. I guess the diet isn't working yet! So I guess now I'll go eat crap.

Not really, but that's how my personality works. If I don't get immediate results within a few days, I'm just going to quit. I like basketball, but if I don't make it into the WNBA by next week, then I'm not going to play it. That's why summer school was a good experience for me, because I had immediate results.

I just woke up. I feel like such a lazy ass. Why did I just wake up if I went to bed at 11 last night? Because I woke up at 4:30 in the morning and read the email my boyfriend sent me. It was total crap, of course, and I IMed him and we had a most wonderful conversation that mainly consisted of me saying I'm worthless.

I wasn't feeling so great last night, but today I'm pretty much over it. The only thing I'm really dreading, and I know he is too, is our weekend road trip. We're going to College Station and we're going to watch high school football all fucking day. In 100 degree heat. And then we go back to the hotel where there's a king sized bed. I don't want to think about this. It just seems like to much drama already.

Okay, so I want to do a little list kinda thing that I keep seeing everywhere. A "Get to know me" list, if you will.

Name: MyMichele (obviously not my name)

Location: Dallas, Texas area

Age: 21

Classification: Senior in college

Favorite food: All time favorite is my mom's cream chicken, with mashed potatos. If that's not available, I'll have fundido from On the Border.

Favorite refreshment: Dr. Pepper, Deja Blue, an occasional Margarita.

Bad Habits: Procrastination, lazyness, low self esteem, nail biting, addictive personality, messy.

Good habits: Decent writer, happy most of the time, extremely loyal, good kisser, good friend, intelligent, good at Scrabble.

Pet Peeves: Cats (I'm allergic to them), baseball, pepsi, selected ex boyfriends, stereotypes, roommates, sunshine.

Good things: Rain, Puppies, swimming, fast cars, Cocoa Krispies, Axl Rose, Sports Radio, Doc Martens, Subway, movies, friends who miss me, math tutors.

What I get at Subway: Foot long turkey on white, with mayo, mustard, onions, lettuce, olives, Fritos or WOW Doritos, Dr. Pepper

What I get at McDonalds: For breakfast, a steak, egg, and cheese bagel. For lunch/dinner, Quarter Pounder with Cheese, Dr. Pepper, fries.

What I get at Taco Cabana: Fajita taco combo, beef, with 4 tortillas and a side of grilled onions, Dr. Pepper

Jobs I've had in the past:

1. Secretary for my dad: I sucked at this. I misplaced files and was bad on the phone and stuff like that.

2. Movie theater - worked with my gorgues ex boyfriend. Fun job. The only one I've ever been very good at.

3. Express - only worked there for a month because it sucked complete ass.

4. Pizza Delivery - fun, lots of money.

That's about it. I know, sad.

Favorite TV shows: My So Called Life, Boston Public, The Practice, the Test, Will and Grace, Frasier, Friends.

Has anyone else seen the Test? My god, Jillian *name omitted for Google purposes* is the most gorgoues woman I've ever seen. Woooeee!

Favorite songs at this moment:

Train - Drops of Jupiter

Neal Coty - Breathin

Guns N Roses - Don't Cry

Garth Brooks - Cold Shoulder

Favorite movies: Cats and Dogs, Pulp Fiction, Twister, When Harry Met Sally, Beaches, various porn titles.

I think that's about it.

If you wish to further contact me on AOL, if you give me your email I'll tell you my screenname that I'm on all the time. Not that you care, but you know. Yah.

I think I'm going to go back to bed now.

July 17 2001

I wasn't going to write another entry tonight, but I feel like I should.

Why hasn't anyone read my last 2 entries? Like, a billion people read the ones before that, but no one is reading the last ones. Nobody loves me anymore! Wahhhh!

Today was kinda strange, in a good/bad kind of way.

I went to our podunk ass mall and looked for a job there. I was just kinda walking through and I hear my name. I'm like, huh? Surely no one is calling my name! Then a few seconds later I hear it again. I turn around and it's a guy who used to live in my dorm, and before that, who went to my high school. He was wearing a suit and looked all hot and shit. Turns out he was working at a jewelery store. He hooked me up with a job application, so that was cool. I don't think I have a chance in hell to get that job, since the only experience I have is being a secretary for my dad, working at a movie theater that closed, and delivering pizza for a month. But it's still fun.

And the manager is cute. And my friend is cute, and he was flirting with me hardcore, but he did that in high school. He was a total player. I think we almost dated, but my best friend was in love with him, so I let her have him. Wasn't that nice of me?

And then later, I just got back from working out (woohoo!) and my friend knocked on my door. She wanted to come visit me before she went to her yoga class. Well, that's great, because I don't get a lot of visitors. That's not so great because my room is a total mess. I mean, my vibrator was just kinda sitting there in the middle of the room and here she is. I had to go cover it up when she came in and she probably thought I was just a fucking wacko. I think that's a clear sign that I need to clean my damn room.

I did the Cindy Crawford work out last night. Damn, that shit is hard. My butt cheeks hurt.

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