lizwontcry | February 28th 2002

My mission for tonight: To stay home and clean my room from top to bottom. It will be clean by the time I go to bed. Or... or.. I just won't go to bed, damnit.

I'm tired of this sunny cold day crap. If it's going to be cold, why can't it be all dark and rainy and shit? I hate sunny days. I know I'm a freak, but I highly dislike them. It's supposed to snow this weekend. Snow in March? What the hell is up with this crap? HUH? HUH?!

I signed up for about 37 reviews today. I'm not sure why.. at this point it's really a pointless activity. Most of the reviews I've gotten have been really positive, so I'm not sure why I'm still on this constant search for recognition. I did get a really cute one, though. Everyone go see my review at Bad Poetry Reviews! Cuz it's all cute and stuff.

My class for tomorrow was cancelled, and that would rock if I didn't have to go to the stupid staff meeting. I would be able to go to BB's a day early and have good times and other such things. But that is okay. As a reporter, I have to make such sacrifices sometimes, right, right?

My bra doesn't fit right. Nothing fits right anymore.. I know if I'd skip the McDonalds bagel every now and then, things would fit alot better. But the temptation is too great. I am forever destined to be a big fat ho. Anyway, I need some new jeans and new shirts and it sucks to be fat. I'm a 120 pound chick in a big fat girl's body. I look at myself in the mirror and still see myself as a 16 year old, not the fat chick I am.

Sorry, that was just a little rant. I'll shut up now.

I'm hungry.