WORK LOAD

school is brutal. let's take my writing class for instance. i have been working so hard on a paper. you hand it in, and instead of balloons and fireworks... what do you get? you get another damn assignment. about 900 pages of reading homework, and another assignment due.

that's how it goes, yeah, i know.

next time i get a break, i'm going to respect and love it. i'm not going to let spring break fly by ever again without rewarding myself at least, somehow. or a little bit.

went off of my diet for the holiday weekend. i started back on it today. afraid to weigh myself, so i'll do it tomorrow. ugh.

"i'm outta time and i only got 4 minutes... 4 minutes... hey..." - "4 minutes" - madonna (how i feel all the time).