moondreamerx's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Assistant needed, applications being accepted Hey, it's me again. Guess you noticed I changed the layout just a little. I really like the song Do or Die by Papa Roach, so I decided to use part of the lyrics in th layout. It's possible that I might keep this layout a while and just update the lyrics or something. I really miss Tyler right now. He called me last night, but he didn't talk long cuz he was sleeeeeeeeepy. It kinda sucks how he is tired when I'm wide awake and vice versa. Guess he can't help it, but I wish we could spend more time together when we're both awake. Not sure WHAT I'm doing today. I think I have to go by and see about my dress. Plus I wanna work out for a few hours or something. I kinda wanted to go shopping tonight to get an outfit for the convention, but I don't know if I'm going anywhere or not. I think I need some more workout clothes and some skater shorts too. I was just noticing the other day how huge my calves are and how I wouldn't mind other people seeing them. Sure, I don't expect anybody to think they're sexy, but they might scare a few people. Last night, I got Grandma to measure me a little since I was bored, and here's how it all turned out: bicep: 13" I didn't bother measuring my waist cuz I know it's way too big. I just got her to measure where my main muscles were to see if I'd made any progress. My old bicep measurement was like 11 1/2 which means I've put on muscle. My forearm was like 8 or 9 before. My quads were about 21 before, but are stronger, which means I've lost a lil fat off them. My calves used to be like 14, which means I've put on some muscle there too. My chest before was like 42 which means I've put on muscle on my pecs too. I think pretty soon it will be time to go up on weights when I lift. It's like every time I start to make progress, I get sick or some event interferes with me going to the gym. Guess I will just have to work harder or something. And I can't help the sick part - something about that school literally makes me sick. Plus I can never get enough sleep there. I get headaches, colds, breathing difficulties, yakking, etc. when I'm around that place, but when I'm home I'm fine. I don't know if it's the food, the weather, the environment, the lack of cleanliness, mold, dust, or what, but it's really disgusting! It's been nice having a week off, but I still have to make up that stupid terrorism paper I missed when my grandaddy died, get notes I missed in econ when I was sick a couple weeks ago, write a stupid paper for criminology, study for a blasted criminology test, turn in some scholarship paperwork, make up some Spanish labs, practice guitar, and get registered for the CR convention. I'm convinced that I need to hire an assistant. 10:47 - March 11, 2005 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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