felt like i was puking a kidney

Your 'tude is unappealing.

Ugh. Sick

I'm sick, as a dog people might say. Which must mean I'm really sick if I'm being compared to a DOG.
Anyways, I was forced to stay home and do nothing. So that included; eating my weight in cherrios (I bet thats why I've started to get fat), having a bones marathon, changing my clothes (again), and almost completing my Accounting school book. I haven't even started school yet, I'm more of a nerd than I thought and thats just awful.

I believe that Dr. Pepper and cherrios are the reason I'm fat today. So here is the official statement, in writing for you lovely people. I will no longer be drinking Dr. Pepper at home. No longer keeping it in my room. I will either drink water or milk while I'm at home. The amount of money I spend on dr pepper is crazy. I could be feeding a kid in Africa or paying for gas. Haha. Something useful like that. Now, I will drink it while I'm out. I'm just not going to supply my addiction at home. I lost so much weight in africa and I'm betting its from not drink dr pepper. So that's my goal.
Hopefully I'm still a nice person, er, well, as much as I was before this decision.

I'm becoming insecure. How the crap did this freaking happen?

Parents of America.

Okay, Last time I checked, parenting meant you care after the child and raise them to grow up to be a functioning adult. I understand the whole wanting to reproduce something just like you, or hoping that they come out having your parters "cuteness". But in doing so, I would think that you would need to let them make their own choices, their own mistakes. It's unfortunately not your life to live, sure you can make input and suggestions, and when needed step in and guide your child back in the right direction.
But no, I wouldn't think that you would get to make the choices.

Now, I state all of this not being a parent myself. I've never looked into a completely newborn's face and knew that, that child's life depended on me. That I would help make or break this child's life. I've never felt that, yet. I understand that you have the responsibility for this child, until they are of age to make their own choices.
Teenage choices suck. I understand this. And I know people that have parents that aren't involved and that is a problem also.
I'm just saying, stand by your child. Let them think for themselves. God made them with brains.
Don't yell at them. Love them. Have a calm but firm voice when discipline needs to be given. Use loving, logical, natural consequences. Don't discourage them, they are their own person. God made them special. There is no one like them. Therefore, this child's life isn't yours... because you guys are completely different people.

Just sayin'

You seem so so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex, A stranger with your door key explaining that I am just visiting And I am finally seing Why I was the one worth leaving.

Accounting class-

Needs- Nerd Glasses, Spider-man socks (to make me still feel cool), Dr pepper, lots and lots and lots of pencils.
Cons- Hulu keeps distracting me.

I think school sucks. Well, when my people have to go to a place they hate... or it takes away from my time with them. Teenagers are work.

Sidenote: (learned this in accounting today) One of the Disadvantages of sole proprietorship is the lack of continuity such as; death, INSANITY, imprisonment, bankruptcy or retirement. So, for all of you dear friends that want to own your own business someday, be careful of insanity. It's part of the disadvantages.


Work is different, with Tina on board everything has changed. I fought for my desk today and won. Haha.
I don't believe in sleeping, I'm not sure why, I have to be UP in 6 hours. What is wrong with me? Eh. Everything.

today i secretly miss my father.
don't tell anyone.

Take note. I'm admitting that i might be sick.

What a life.

Dudes, life is all its cracked up to be.

I'm not sure where I fit in this setting.
Not sure where I will be in a year cause last year I was NOT thinking I would be here. But hey, here I am.
People are funny, and creepy and I think they know too much and it terrifies me.
Wal-mart has too many choices.
America has too many choices, also, toilet handles are on the weird side.
Africa has little, but is by far the most rewarding place to go. I'll be back, I just don't know how or when.
I feel like part of me left home with me and forgot to return. I don't know how I feel about that.
I'm oddly thankful for the weird things in life, such as, poop and humidity.

Apparently its time for me to go back to Africa.