I had one of those really awesome days where I did practically nothing, but had boatloads of fun. Chinese> Northface > Blondies > AE, Old Navy > Meet up Jon and Adam > Chill a lot and had many random laughs. That was my day. Thanks guys, for the awesome day. Kristie's birthday must be my lucky day. haha

I came home and I talked to my mom. That was weird, because she was trying to watch tv, and I don't think she even wanted to hear me talk about my life. I only do this once a year. It's too bad for her if she wants to know more later on.. haha. I kept talking to her and tapping her shoulder, so hopefully, she got something out of that.

I wish I had a machine that made erasers. I wrote about that in an essay in elementary school. I was a weirdo.

I am pretty cocky, only when I'm speaking to my mom about myself though.

I think I see what my faults are. The problem is that I don't even care about changing myself. Does that mean that what I see are my faults are not neccessarily what others see in me? What if I'm a horrible person, but no one wants to tell that to my face? I would never want to read minds. I would not be a very happy person that way.