Needs a running buddy.

I have a pass for the Rec Center.
I love to run, although it may not show when you look at me.
I need a running buddy, that wont mind paying 11 bucks a couple times a week.
My goal is to run a couple times a week, and dance once a week of course.*
I only run on the machines though because the track fucks up my knees. But once I have ran on a elliptical for about a half hour I can't really feel my legs and running on the track is easy.



* my real goal is to fit in a smaller prom dress at the end of the year.

Watch out Amico's.

Mom bought dough.
I made the pizza.

THE ORDER:
LCP
L(square) SPEC -B -M
MINICP -SAUCE

WOO another computer virus!

SO I kept getting really bored in school and such today and whipped out my sidekick and just wrote for a bit.
Here's what I got.


They say you measure the size of a man by the size of his heart. But what if he doesn't have a heart? What if he's just a solid mass taking up space, still alive in someways, minus heart. And even though he could have compassion for others, a beat never came from his chest. Blood didn't pound through his veins and his touch was cold and soothing. But then someone did find comfort in all of him. In his cold touch. In his rythemless soul. In the way he came and went like air through a crack in the fire place, almost unnoticed.




NOW you know what goes threw my mind when I am bored.

SCHOOOL LMC!

woopwoop.
school in 11 minutes.
dance after.
woot. no.

The world is my downfall.

Blahh today is kinda sucky.
fuck me.

yay new puppy.

his name is buzz, he is a basset hound.
he has a little sweater for walks, I guess basset hounds get cold really easily.
he is passed out in my bed behind my right now.
bed time :D

I've been Hootered.

So says Brandon's dad as we drove back home from my first trip to Hooters.
The guys say "They have great wings."
The wings are average.
The girls are decent and I wouldn't mind a job that only required me to put on shorts and a tank top.
Their shoes and leg warmer things look very comfy.
Fried pickles, different, I liked them.


BFF wheel of fortune... I think it's time!

yeah so.

I am a boring person.
Today I went out to eat with Brandon, ate like one half of a piece of french toast and mixed my hash browns around so I could convince myself I ate enough.
I had a huge sinus migraine, so I was sick to my stomach.
I thought I was going to throw up, here's how the conversation with Brandon went as we walked outside to his van:
ME"I think I might throw up."
Brandon got in the van and I opened the door.
ME"I am going to stand here, I might throw up."
I tried to get it out, no luck. So I got in the van and grabbed an empty slurpee cup.
ME"Just in case."
BRANDON"Haha, okay."
So Brandon started driving to the mall.
BRANDON"Here I will help."
And he started driving all crazy, and I threw up, in the cup a little.
BRANDON"Oh that is so sexy babe."
I threw up a little more.
ME"Don't look at me!"
So he glared.
I held the puke filled slurpee cup on the way to the mall.
ME"It smells like acid..."
BRANDON"It smells like puke Carley."
We pull into Westland mall parking lot and I as Brandon if I should throw it away or out on the pavement. I chose the pavement.
ME(as we stepped out of the car after tossing my puke and cup out the window)"EWWW! Someone puked in the parking lot!"


It was a fun day.

i want to be Hayley Williams

I am in love with Paramore right now!
I mean they have two songs on the Twilight soundtrack which are awesome.
But I want to be like Hayley Williams, their lead singer, in all her orange haired awesomeness.

Anyways I never realized how much Misery Business relates to my life...

work tonight.
breaky with Brandon tomorrow.
I really should do laundry, it's been like over a week and a half and I am running low on sweats and tanks to wear.

Yeah I know I'm a geek

but me and my friends bought our tickets for the midnight showing of Twilight today.
I must say that I doubt it will be anything compaired to the book, but I am sick of hearing people complain.
I mean it is a movie... it can't possibly be the exact same as the book.
So I am so not looking forward to leaving the theater and my friends saying how it was horrible compared to the book, well I don't care.
I went to see the movie... NOT THE BOOK!
A few surprises are nice.

Obama Nation... those words sound bad mixed together....

Anyways Obama won the election.

I was watching this show and this black guy was like
"WE"RE PAINTING THE WHITE HOUSE BLACK! You know people were so worried Obama was a Muslim or a terrorist, they forgot he was black!"
I was watching a comedy thing with Steven Colbert and John Stewart.

So he won, and in like 20 years I can look at my kids and tell them how I got to witness it all when the country really changed.

7:17

about to go to psychology and I had to type this poem thing for creative writing.
just discovered that our new school computers have camera.

GOODMORNING!