August 26th 2001

Do we like the sorta new look? I finally figured out that *gasp* I can change the background color myself. I will hopefully have a new look, and not the dreaded template that everyone hates, sometime soon.

Today I was at Brothers Pizza, and I felt like everyone there was staring at me and laughing or something. They all looked at me like I had grown an extra horn on my head or like I had spinach in my teeth. I mean, I could have probably brushed my hair more and made an effort to look nicer or something, but there wasn't anything that made me like I stood out. I guess this is just my low self esteem talking. But it was really annoying! I don't dig being judged before people even talk to me.

I just saw that Aalyiah died in plane crash this morning. I'm not a big fan or anything, but she's a talented young woman, and that just sucks. It's not good times.

I'm at my dad's, as per usual for the weekend.

When I first took my dog, Charlie (who's birthday is September 1st! He'll be my big ol 2 year old man!)to my dad's farm, it was because my boyfriend's roommate was moving to California and was just going to give him to the pound or something. I had grown quite attached to the little ball of fur, so even though I didn't know if I could find a place for him, I told him I'd take him.

I wanted him, but I lived in an apartment that didn't accept dogs, and I was about to move into a dorm. Eventually, he ended up at my dad's farm in East Texas, and slowly but surely, ended up living with my dad in his house in Dallas. I thought for sure that I'd get him back someday when I moved into a house and could take care of him, but now I'm not so sure. The way he crawled on my dad's chair and sat on top of him and licked his ear and went to sleep, I'm pretty sure they're going to be buddies for life. But that's okay. He'll always be my baby whether he wants to or not :)

A few hours ago, BB called (forgive me if I sound like Stevie Wonder here, but it can't be avoided) just to tell me he loved me. I love it when he does that. It makes me feel all squishy inside.

We met 4 years ago on Labor Day. I know you're looking forward to Labor Day, because I'll tell you me and BB's whole story! FUN TIMES!

School starts Monday, and I'm really looking forward to this year. I have actual friends onto which I can build a foundation of making more friends. More friends are always a good thing. More friends would mean I wouldn't be sitting at my day's house on a Saturday night eating Digiornio, watching SportsCenter and Bachelor Party, and hanging out with my dog. Not that those are really bad things.

High school football scrimmage today. Wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be, but I was reading Cosmo, which was actually worse than watching the game. I couldn't believe some of the stories they had in this piece of shit. Like, one guy knew that his girlfriend was cheating on him with lots of other guys, and he was a tattoo artist so he convinced her to let him tattoo her name on her back. When she looked at it in the mirror, it said "SLUT" instead of "ANNA." I was horrified. What kind of fucking asshole does that? Then he said she "probably had to pay tons of money to get it lasered off"... if that chick had any brains she'd sue his ass off!

There was other stories in that stupid magazine, but none you'll probably want to hear. I will never buy that piece of crap again, I swear.

No really, I won't.

Anyway. My mind just shut off and won't let me write anymore. Thank you, and have a nice day.

August 26th 2001

I saw a plaid car today. I shit you not. It was a green and blue plaid Grand Am. This confused me and intriuged me. A plaid car? Why? WHY, damnit! I guess they were taking this whole preppy thing seriously.

Why must they always forget the grilled onions at Taco Cabana? Almost every time. Don't they know that the grilled onions are the most important part? Damn.

I have had my google search cherry broken, finally! I can talk openly with others about the wierd google searches I have gotten. Most of them are innocent, like the lyrics to My Michele, "Stephanie Seymour" and *name omitted for google purposes* But today.. today I got the best one.

"Wanted anal sex"

Yep. That's right. I am so excited.

All of you should have seen the sunset today. It rained today, but it was still a little sunny, so the sky was all gray and pink and just really lovely.

I am going to watch Singles now. That's a good movie, yes it is.

Today I saw "Ghost World" with Thora Birch and Steve Buscemi. It was quite entertaining, and I really identified with Thora's character. She kept screwing everything up without really meaning to, because nobody really understood her. Anyway. The one thing that sucked about this movie going experience was the fact that Inwood has stopped selling their pretzel dogs. My god, those pretzel dogs are some good shit. But they are no more.

I mourn the loss of the pretzel dog.

Tommorow is school!

Senior Year Resolutions and such:

This is my senior year. I should know what to do by now. I should know that I need to work out and eat stuff like sandwiches and salad instead of pizza and cheeseburgers. I should know that I need to work out everyday, because if I don't, then I'll stop and then just stay fat forever. I should accept my responsibilites (working for the newspaper, being a good friend, being a good girlfriend, being a good daughter, getting good grades) and recognize things I need to do to better myself. I need to realize that it's easier to make good grades if you do well from the beginning, and be consistent, instead of blowing off the beginning and waiting until the middle and end to really try hard to make good grades.

I need to know these things by now, and if I don't, I should work on knowing them. I'm almost 22, and I know more than I did before my first day on my freshmen year, but you wouldn't be able to tell that by looking at me and my actions. So, yeah. I need to get my shit together.

There is a movie out right now called Bully. A person named Nic Stahl is in that movie. I went to elemantary school with him. To make the long story short (and it is a long story, yes it is), he's a butthole. A bunghole, to be more exact. You might know him better as the boy who befriends Mel Gibson in Man Without A Face. Anyway, I just thought I'd share that.

6 random MP3's that I have:

Elton John - Candle in the Wind

Fiona Apple - Criminal

INXS - Never Tear Us Apart

Madonna - Music

Sting - Desert Rose

Ben E. King - Stand by Me

Isn't Stand By Me just the greatest movie ever? Me and one of my friends watched that movie three times in one night once, each time noticing something different about it. I like Stephen King's story that it was based on, too. Anyway, I'll shut up now.

Have good times.