mymichele's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- free trip to Reno!, achy joints, and seeking praise Bah. BB is still being a bunghole. Is it bad when your boyfriend just suddenly cuts off all kinds of communication with you even when you're not sure why? I think that may be a bad thing. But, the good news is, if he decides to stay mad, there's a space open for an all expenses paid trip to Reno to see Elton John! Who wants to go?! And my birthday is in two days, so whatever is up his ass better get out of there or I'm gonna be pissed that I'll be spending my birthday reading the bible and singing karaoke at my youth group retreat. Not that there's anything wrong with that! So, in my never ending quest for love, praise, and adulation, I whored myself out to another review site. Please go visit Ace Reviews because they gave me a good review. They are, in fact, exactly like Diary Reviews, but that's okay, because I got a 92 there. I got extra points because I'm "addicted to porn." I wish I'd get extra points for that in life in general! I was very disturbed when I looked at my stats this morning and saw a big "3" for how many people visited me yesterday. I would have lost all hope for living were it not for Roadiepig who pointed out that the stats web site was down or some such. I then looked at my Site Meter which told me the real truth: I was not an ugly loser with a big booger hanging out of my nose. At least not online. You will notice that there's been an abundance of links here lately. That's because I finally learned how to put a link in here! Before, there was something I was doing wrong and I couldn't figure it out, so I had to go into my back entries (ehehe, that sounded dirty) and cut and paste links because I'm just a dork like that. But I have figured out the errors of my ways and I can now put links in here.. ALL BY MYSELF! Mommy, wow, I'm a big kid now! If you're wondering, it was because I wasn't putting the http://. Apparently that's an important thing to put in there. Speaking of porn, I'm almost finished writing a story to submit to Literotica, and it should be nifty. It was kinda based on the fact that I'm really hot for this chick in my Creative Writing class. She's like.. hot. Anyway. I am wearing a shirt right now that I don't remember buying. I apparently got it from Old Navy, and probably a long time ago since it's a big snug, but it's a pretty neato shirt. I guess when you start nearing the big 2-2, your mind starts to go. Pretty soon it'll be my knees and my joints. Then what will I do? At least I'm not getting my birthday depression anymore. I remember having it when I was going to turn 8. I was just really depressed about not being 7 anymore. I cried to my mom and dad and yet, there was nothing that could be done. It was very sad. And the last time I had it was when I turned 20. Wow, I really did not want to turn 20. I think that was the worst birthday ever. "Wahhh, I'm not a teenager anymore, I can't read the BabySitters Club anymore!" Anyway. That is all. Please continue with regular programming. 11:06 a.m. - October 10, 2001 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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