Is never a good idea.
My roommate and I decided to go lay outside on a blanket and have our “pillow talk”. The stars were nice, and the breeze was awesome. We were really into our conversation, with lame girly tears and what not when a creepy black guy walked up. His name was Dave.
He asked us our names, and where we went to school, and our plans for the next week. He then asked if we were cheerleaders, and told us we should be, and maybe the Hogs would do better at away games.
After a few minutes he walked away, but not too far away.
Creeped out we decided to go back to our apartment, only to notice he appeared to be watching us. Pretty sure he knows where we live.
Both of our unnecessary deadbolts are locked along with our weird chain lock. I love my life.
My biggest regret ever is falling in love with James Franco. I know nothing will ever happen and I know I am being silly, but it is stopping me from living my life and finding a real man. No one measures up.
Ren (Sticking her head out the door)- “Where are the towels?”
Me-“On the dryer”
Ren- “Oh, buggar.”
Me- “I ain’t lookin’ at ya.”
Ren- “You can look.”
Me- “Why would I look at you naked?”
Ren- “I don’t know, I felt bad.”
Today I worked out with my roommates, and best friend. It’s really the first time, I’ve actually done it, without just goofing off and getting nothing accomplished. It felt good. For the first time, not only do I WANT to lose some weight, I really think I can. I’m completely inspired. This is gonna be a good one ladies, and gentlemen. (:
Activities for today:
Tennis: I suck, but it’s super fun.
Gym: Lifted a few weights, and actually completed a 20 minute bicycle workout without stopping.
Jogged: Almost the whole way home without walking.
YES. It was a good day.
when you finish painting your nails and you have a wedgie