Secrets and Lies

Not everything in here is true, but it is based on real events.

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Location: Southern California

Sunday, September 30, 2007

For My Next Gift

I figured out today that at the moment I have a D in the online film class I'm taking. That's pretty lame. I'm going to claim that it isn't my fault, because her test questions are misleading and she requires us to log in at specific times, which makes the whole point of an online class pretty much moot. I'll be lucky to pull out a B in this fucking class. It pisses me off.

I'm still trying to lose weight. I'm not sure how it's going. I just know that I don't want to wear any clothes that show my gut because it seems to only get bigger. I'd also like to get rid of the protective layer of fat on my back.

On the upside, I think I may be on the verge of figuring out how to do my hair. And I saw a picture from my birthday and I look hot. I'll try to attach it somewhere. It's kind of a big file.

I think I really need to get strict about my schedule. I've been sucking at staying organized since I don't have classes to go to anymore. I just kind of do whatever every day. And since I don't have a normal work schedule, I never really know what I'm doing. I just know that it feels like I never have any free time. I haven't been to the beach in over a month. I don't even remember when I was last there. What a waste.

My horoscope said I would have a "life change", i.e. a new career in autumn, so I'm waiting for it. I'm sure you know that I'm pretty anxious to get there already. Then maybe I can have a relatively normal life. Right now it feels like I'm just wasting lots of time. I haven't painted in almost two months. I also haven't written anything in I don't know how long. I hate feeling like I don't do anything worthwhile. Hopefully it's just a temporary rut. My horoscope says my life will pretty much suck until 2010. That's a long time to wait for things to improve.

Hopefully I won't be single for that long. Because as you well know, I'm REALLY tired of that. Being the princess that I am, I have a hard time functioning for long periods of time without being adored. I think I have been out of the spotlight long enough. Now if I only had single friends that could go out with me to the clubs. Not that I would meet any quality dudes, but it might at least satisfy the need to be the center of attention. The last cool guy I met at a bar was Mormon Dave. And he was married. To only one woman, as far as I know...

Anyway, thanks again for the package. You're awesome. Now send me an adoring fan who is also great in the sack.

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