I do not want to do math anymore, but I know I have to.
I'm a poor loser, I always get mad. I used to be even worse at losing though.
I love the feeling of being sore after a workout. Then I know that I've really done something
I'm not sure if I like freckles on me or not.
My eyes are weird. They're not green and they're not blue. Something in the middle.
I'm nervous about my first workday tomorrow. I hope I do well...
With that said, I'm nervous about the math test tomorrow as well.
Obviously my conscious is telling me to return to my math book because I couldn't stop thinking about the fact that I shouldn't be here writing about math, I should be studying for it. I'll probably post something after my practice... We'll see.
P.S. yayayayayayy I'll see Jessi tomorrow! She's been to Dubai for 10 days.