| Current mood: |  discontent |
| Current music: | You're All I Need, Pilate |
My body is very exhausted. I have trouble falling asleep at night, and then I sleep in till early afternoon, then I get stressed cause I waste the whole day doing nothing. Grr.
The past couple of days have been really good because Sheila (Dom's gf) came home from college and really really cheered me up. This girl is amazing. She can make me laugh like no one else. The things she comes up with are absolutely hilarious. We went to DQ together and had some ice cream and talked. We relate to each other really well for some reason. And though I don't normally like many girls, this one I love. Oooh, and last week I went to the movies with Laura to see Love Actually (Hugh Grant plus many other hot guys), and that put a smile on my face. I was so HAPPY. She makes me smile too. I remember being so so excited after a long time of being really unhappy. Right so everything is good. Me = happy.
Except today I found out that my dad and his wife put my 12 year old sister Amy on a diet that sounds like it could royally fuck up her body. It's quite upsetting. That piled on top of the seething resentment I have boiling up against my family already isn't good. And school was a huge stress but it's almost over thank god. I'm studying with Laura on Monday. I hope it will be good for the both of us.
Had dinner with my French Class last night. Sat next to my prof. I told him my philosophy about school. I don't think he was impressed. I believe his reaction was "Well you're what? A B student now? If you want a career in the field you're studying in then you should try to get at least a couple A's" and he said it in a really smirky tone. You know the way. And I respect him for being such an asshole and not feeling any regrets. Not many people care to put that kind of time and effort into it anymore.
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