laurenrocks's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- don't let your better days fade away did you know that having a GED is the same thing as having a high school diploma? apparently everyone except for me knew that. yeah, the girl with the GED didn't even know it. shut up. according to UTA's undergrad catalog, based on my rank and SAT scores in high school, i would be automatically accepted to the school. that is, if i can find my goddamn GED papers. i can't find them. i tore through all of my boxes and found nothing. i called scott and asked him to look for my papers. when i moved, i'm sure i left a few things behind. i just hope my GED papers was one of those things... he just instant-messaged me. he couldn't find it. i guess this means that i have to order it. it'll take about three to four weeks to get it. this blows. my chest hurts. i have a physics test tomorrow i have not studied for. i am so fucking sleepy. i think i need another dr. pepper. 9:56 p.m. - 10.19.03 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- why can't we be friends? i am going to get serious about saving money. no, really i am. i want to save up and buy a car. a new one. a nice one. a reddish orange beetle. i haven't done the research yet, but you can bet i'll break down the math and what-not for ya later. because i'm that sweet. and boring. ps- my weekend was rad. my boyfriend is a tasty treat of a man and i love him dearly. also, sex last night did not hurt, and i'm so very relieved because i was getting really worried that my body was like, trying to reject brian's penis. or, trying to convince me to reject his penis by inflicting pain on me if i don't. but i think brian's penis and my vagina are friends again. friday night, casey, christopher, brian, and i went to humperdinks and ordered a bunch of shit and then didn't eat it. good times. brian had to work saturday afternoon, as did i, so after i got off work around 9:30pm i drove back out to arlington and we all hung out and watched SNL. i need to move back over there. rather, i need to fucking go to school over there. this back and forth shit has got to go. i went to work today at 11am and told my boss that i needed more hours, if possible. so now i'm working 27 hours this week instead of 22. my last check was only $174, and i need $374 to pay november's rent. which means that my next check must be at least $200 because i have to put gas in my car too. and pay my speeding tickets. i know that it will take awhile for me to begin to save up money, but i've got nothing but time. 5:01 p.m. - 10.19.03 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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