I am such a bad LJ user. I don't even want to know the last time I updated. Ha, I snuck a look at Manda's journal, and it's been two weeks for her. We're so neglectful. Our poor little LJs have been lonely, itching to be written in. And since MANDA ISN'T ON (sob), I decided I shall write an entry besides do other things I should.
Sigh. I'm so bad at the update thing, I keep checking to see whether someone is logged on. It's so safe to say we've been sucked into the game and into the lives of BM/MB.
Spring has sprung and that's a b-e-a-utiful thing. Your lovely LJ writer hates winter, hates the end of fall, but enjoys the spring. I like when it's cool at night and just warm enough during the day. I like being able to go around without a jacket. Right now, it's a freakin' sauna in my bedroom, maybe because I have a comforter over my legs. Let me take a look at the temperature...82.2 degrees in here. Dear Lord. It's probably because all the lights in my room are on. I like the darkness.
Danielle wants an orange. Danielle wants an orange. Danielle wants an orange. Danielle wants an orange.
Sorry. I asked my mom to peel one for me about twenty minutes ago. She said okay, then when I saw her again ten minutes later, she said I never asked her. Silly Mommy, tricks are for kids. Let me go see if my orange has been peeled. With my luck, she did peel it. And she ate it. Sigh. No, I just went over to her room to ask, and she forgot AGAIN. She's lucky I don't feel like lifting a finger, otherwise I'd just go over to the kitchen and peel it myself.
This chica needs to lose weight for graduation, which is coming closer every day. June 11th is the big day, damn Joe Potts for telling me it was the 4th. I could destroy him just for that. That will be the extent of my mentioning Joe Potts, by the way.
I need to go do something. I think I'm just going to go to the bathroom, wash my face, and that'll be the extent of my activity for the night. I'm so lazy, godddddd. I need to TiVo some of those exercise shows or whatever, because the tapes I have annoy me.
Damn, Victoria Gotti is eating cupcakes. I want a cupcake. I want a cookie. I want a brownie.
And there's my orange. And my dad took two slices. Jerk.
I'm contemplating going to bed...well, attempting that. Or I could stay up and wait for Manda.
Oh, I found out today that the only thing that can satisfy me is sexual activity. Any takers? Heh.
Damn that orange was good.