- It's almost my birthday. Why am I NOT excited? I used to love to get a year older. What the heck happened to that excitement, and when did I start considering over 21 old? I only have one more year left before I'm 25, and another year after that before I can start considering it my LATE 20's. GEEX! How utterly depressing. The perfect age? 25. At that age you're old enough to drink, rent a car for cheap, and lower insurance payments. I would settle for 21 though.

- The stupid leasing consultant at the apartments Gabe and I are applying for is completely irresponsible. I'm pretty sure he's just trying to avoid me because he won't pick up or return my calls. What an A-HOLE! At the very least, if we're declined, he could inform someone so I can try to search for another place to stay. I hate it. It's so freaken stressful.

- School starts on the 22nd of August!! I don't know how to feel about that. I'm excited and stressed out all at the same time. In between finding a place, moving, getting myself situated, and thinking of ways that I could pay for tuition next month....my brain's exhausted all patience and energy.

- I feel freaken fat. I need to buff myself up.

-Random Note of the Day: If I set for myself a task, be it so trifling, I shall see it through. How else shall I have confidence in myself to do important things? George Clason