11:42 p.m. - 2006-10-10
ooh, Yani live!
I've had had a lot of time on my hands lately and the only things I've been doing with my hands is left clicking the a mouse or changing channels. When I have this much time, I don't have any motivation to do anything; when I don't have time, I try to fit everthing in such as work, school, and crafty stuff. I realized I need to call my friends more. I don't spend much time with friends or call them all the time because I live with my parents. I come home and someone's always there to talk to; whenever I'm feeling sad, confused, whitty, guilty, chatty, or angry there is always someone there to express these feelings too. And my parents can be wonderfully objective and subjective according to the situation. I love hanging out with my mom; she's really funny and sweet. I love the time we spend together. My dad and I have a different relationship, of course, but I love talking to him about history; he sounds so teacher-like and knowledgeable (He's so different from when he's asking me 3,000 questions and invading my General Hospital-watching time). Sidenote: I love Michael Kors (not really his clothes, but his dimeanor and wit), he's cracks me up on Project runway. He's so witty in response to situations or outfits. ok, so...once I move out, I know I'll call my friends more and invite them over because I'll be lonlier and bored. I've never been one to have a ton of friends. I have a few close one's, but not much more than that. I need to keep those few relationships strong though because I tend to let things slip and that's no good.-- School started again after a one week break. My teacher is really friendly and the curriculum seems a little lighter. --- It's time for me to really start toning my body. I know I'm not chubby or overweight (eventhough I may say that sometimes), but I want to be toned and healthy. I don't want a belly roll. As I get older, I notice my metabolism slowly slowing down and if I don't keep up my exercise, all those carbs and fried foods will catch up to me. Also, and this is a big one, I need to STOP cracking my nuckles. I can't believe I still do. It's a horribly unnecessary habit, that tends to disgust people. Ok this entry est fini. Oh, and I miss French. Peace.
