it’s a blog!
i’m still trying to figure this site out….i don’t think i can change the font…hmm..
i have tried everything, and have not been able to log into blogspot for months, so i’ve made a new one.
i am putting off a big french project. i am working with a girl i hang out with in class. the teacher hooked us up because we always work together in class, but she is failing french and is not so good at getting work done.
we have to give an oral presentation on 2 of 5 different topics. we will draw the topics from a hat on the day of the presentation. the only way that i can think to be prepared for this, is to write out a dialogue for each topic. that way, we have an idea of what to say regardless of the topic we draw. problem is, i am the one who has to write both of our parts for all 5 dialogues. i can’t count on her and i know she wouldn’t do it right even if she did happen to get it done.
so, that’s my big weekend project that i’m putting off.
also, i’m getting the fuckits because i am soooo afraid that i won’t make my minimum GPA to continue with school. i’m on the verge with b-ish grades. i feel a lot of pressure about the finals. breathe. what will be will be.
i just love this going to school thing so much. going to school and being with felix feels perfect to me. i want to keep going so badly. i want to make my family proud. i want to make myself proud. anyway, i get the fuckits because i would rather be a quitter than a failure, so i get this urge to just give up. but, i won’t. i don’t want to. i have 3 days to get this done. i will do it and do it well.
my mom might actually come see me for thanksgiving. it is my favorite holiday, and she always blows it off. this year would be extra awesome because she and moe could finally meet! eek! haha 
i can’t believe that jt and i have been together for 10 years and our mamas have never met. silliness.
oh, and then there are the sprickets! oh, do i loathe them! they jump so high, and they are massive, which makes a mess if you are able to squish them….their carcasses spew all over. i am not pleased. ew, what i really hate is when they are in the tub, and i have to smush their massive, disgusting, crunchy bodies down the drain…and then it gets clogged. UGH! SPRICKETS!!!
i found a few gray hairs a while ago, and i wasn’t sure how to feel about it. lately, i feel like the opposite of a teenager with it. like, when i was a teenager, i’d start picking my blackheads and i wouldn’t be able to stop. it’s addictive! i know it’s disgusting, but don’t act like you’ve never gotten pleasure out of getting a good blackhead. anyway, so i’m searching my locks, like i have that hair pulling out disease, for the grays. i love to find them and pull them out. it’s horrible really. i mean, i guess it is, but it’s so fun! i need hair dye before i’m bald.
felix is still too amazing for words. he is sooo friggin loving! i swear, i have never met such a loverbug! always hugging and kissing and snuggling. he does have his toddler tantrums, and they suck, but he is mostly just a sweetpea.
however, i have a beef.
why, when we were little girls, were we encouraged to get excited about our dolls being able to dirty their diapers and us being able to change them?! Betsy effing Wetsy! “you feed it and it potties like a real baby!!!” why should that have been exciting for us?! i am sick of my child’s poop. every time i feed him, he poops. like, 5 times a day. seriously, it is disgusting and i hate it. it makes me not want to feed him, but i do. nonstop. he’s a bottomless pit. he can’t eat or poop enough.
welp, i hate to end on a poop note, but such is my life.
