forget everything you think you know about me..

this isn't high school.

five classes.

one job.

searching for a second.

needing 20 hours of volunteer work.

saving money to buy a car.

crazyness.

on saturday i turn the big 1-9. one last year to blame my curiosity on being a teenager. i'm going skydiving cause i didn't do anything cool for my 18th birthday. i'm excited to celebrate with my family. riley will be home for the weekend. haven't seen that stinkin boy in forever. i sure love my family. day by day my classes get harder and i end up realizing that i really should be doing my reading. i need a new car. i refuse to drive the green car much longer. it makes me look bad. haha. getting a car means.. i need a decent income. working 2&1/2 hours at the school like i do.. just isn't going to cut it. i need 20 hours of volunteer work for my social work class. terryn was awesome enough to hook me up at parkers preschool for that. thank you! tonight, 'so you think you can dance?' is on. it's my favorite. i really, really miss dancing. i decided with my friend today that we were going to try out for jazz dancers next year. we'll see how that goes. i'm so out of shape. add that to my list of things to do. i love every minute i get to play with my friends. many of them are away at school, but the ones that have stuck around have helped me get by.

well this is my insane life..

& i love it.

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