optimisticMy birthday is in 18 days. Whoa. It totally just snuck up on me. I should make a birthday list. Mmm...presents. I'm so superficial and materialistic. Damn me.
In exactly one week, I will have gone to see Aerosmith and hopefully gotten home. Tired as all hell, I will write a short entry proclaiming the awesomeness that is Aerosmith, then crash on my bed for an extremely restful night of sleep. Yay!
I amuse myself highly. I was reading back over my most recent puppy survey, and was laughing my ass off. I'm just so witty and clever. Totally modest too.
I dislike my school picture. My hair looks bad, my ears look huge, and I look jowly. (Oooo...new word for me to use). From a distance, it's okay though. And I like what I was wearing.
Calculus sucks, and I really don't know anything. I thought I understood it, and then it asks me the most basic question and I get lost.
But my birthday is in 18 days.
And I own the On The Line Soundtrack.
And JC is a pretty kitten.
And I get to sleep until 10:20 tomorrow.
And I only have two real classes tomorrow (French and Calculus)
And there is a lot to be happy about. I have great friends (though I sometime take them for granted), and a lot of them are at good places in their lives.
And I'm stronger than I think.
And I know more than I realize.
I just need to gain confidence in the things I am good at and take pride in and that make me happy...then maybe life will be a little better.
