August 6th 2001

I've been up since 5:30 looking at random people's diaries via the "updated recently" page and it's funny cuz the only people that are writing this early are the ones in different countries and depressed people.

Well, I certainly am a master of the obvious, aren't I?

The reason I'm up in the first place is just too damn sad. I dreamed that someone got my password and started writing things in my diary to make everyone think I was mean and crazy. That made me sad, because I want people to think I'm nice and crazy. I don't know. It's too early in the morning to be coherant.

I got my eyebrows waxed again today, but this time it was a lot less painful. I went to a different place, and the girl emphasized with me over the chick who did them last time. It was less painful today, because she didn't use the hottest wax available and such like this.

BB's ex-roommate and kinda best friend was working at a casino in California, and stealing all the money he could get his hands on. He's been doing this for about a year, but now he can't anymore cuz he got caught. I feel for the guy, I do, but he should have known he would have eventually been caught. Kinda sad.

I think the fat Julia Roberts in Americas Sweethearts was a lot better looking than her skinny version.

I think I will try sleeping again now.

August 6 2001

I'm trying not to write in here more than once a day, but last night's crackhead entry doesn't really count, I declare.

I still don't have money in my account, and I have to pay $2000 for tuition today. I don't think that's really a good thing.

I did better at my job today. I got 5 bucks. But I have a job interview for the college bookstore on Wednesday that only lasts until the week school starts, so maybe that'll be good. I'd make more than 2 bucks an hour, hopefully.

I am addicted to triple yahtzee. It takes like 45 minutes to play, but it's really nifty!

I haven't worked out for 4 days. I'm feeling really icky, so I'm about to go work out for like 2 hours.

Holy god, it's 104 degrees right now. But it's supposed to rain for the rest of the week. Yay Rain!

You get the feeling that I have absolutly nothing to say? So, here, for your enjoyment, is a survey I did on Bust

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My handle and its origin: MyMichele - Guns N Roses song. It just sounded good at the time, it's not my favorite song by them. If so, my name would be Don't Cry, or November Rain. I like it, though, it's kinda growing on me.

My Gender/Sex/Other Oppressive Category: Chick

My Astrological Sign: Libra

My lover/companion/partner in crime is: My boyfriend/entanglement/best friend of four years.

How I explain myself to people I just met: I'm a dork.

My Global Positioning: Currently, my dad's house in Dallas, Texas. Most of the time, the University of North Texas in Denton, Texas.

My Age: 21

By day I'm... procrastinating somehow.

But by night I change into a... bigger dork.

My favorite topic of conversation is: My puppies, and/or Guns N Roses.

Favorite Web-site: diaryland, bust, and occasionaly porn at www.link-o-rama.com

Favorite City: Austin, Texas. Or Chicago.

Favorite TV show: Former: My SO Called Life. Now:Boston Public

Favorite Movie: Pulp Fiction, Shawshank Redemption, When Harry Met Sally.. I have many.

Favorite Beverage/Potion: Dr. Pepper and Deja Blue

My guilty pleasures include: McDonalds breakfast bagels, crushing only on teachers, My So Called Life, AM Sports Radio.

6 random things in my handbag/briefcase/backpack: cell phone, notebook, brush, underwear, book, birth control pills

3 things that can ruin an otherwise happy day for me: Too much sun, a bad grade, icky boys.

3 things that can turn around a heinous, shitty day: Seeing my puppy, rain, a nice email from my boyfriend.

Three people essential to my existence: My mom, my former best friend Alison, my boyfriend.

Three essential-to-my-existence clothing items: Mismatched socks, Doc sandals, my 12 Old Navy shirts.

Three essential-to-my-existence food items: Bagel Sandwich, Peanut Butter M&Ms, Fritos

Three essential-to-my-existence beauty products: Bobbie Brown Sand Pink Blush, Lancome Matte Powder, Revlon Rum Raisin lipstick

A word I really hate is: overweight, dumpling

By 10:00 am, I generally have accomplished: Waking up.

By the time I'm 55, I hope to have done the following: Successfully raised kids, still in a happy marriage, made a career for myself that include writing in some capacity.

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Wasn't that fun? I'm going to go pay tuition now. Sign my guestbook, please!