My heart is breaking so bad for some reason. I just came back to my apartment and felt extremely alone.
Show us a puppy.
She looks all scruffy and shit here, but she's better now. Always acting like this though no matter what.
What have you been putting off all weekend?
OH MAN...I haven't cleaned my apartment. And I need to.
I haven't unpacked my bag and I've been home for almost two weeks now...
I am getting THISCLOSE to hiring a maid for the day. No joke...
And I need to go the gym...
I swear if these music goes on to 3 am, I am calling the cops...
The apartment complex next to mine is so fucking annoying right now. I have a feeling later on in the evening they will come home from Downtown (more than likely they are going there) and they will blast their stupid ass house music and continue to piss me off.
While I'm trying to fucking recover.
...oh how I hate PB sometimes.
I'm so lazy. I've just slept all day.
Wharton Guy texted me. He invited me to go to the OB street fair. I don't have gas to go there (I barely made it home from Downtown this morning!) and I hate going to OB when it's busy because there's NEVER any parking. You spend like 45 minutes circling around while there are pedestrians everywhere, just looking for a spot.
It's like that in all beaches. Especially mine. God. I would know.
I'm so tired. I smoked a bowl last night and I am so dehydrated. I wanna go to the gym but I'm too exhausted. My muscles hurt.
I have to do some homework, clean my rockstar apartment, get my car washed (probably tomorrow), get my nails done (tomorrow too).
Oh, I decided not to go to that promo thing tomorrow. Their way of paying me back was free gym membership, classes, and free gym shit. I don't need that. I just want money.
I am a very impatient girl and I want to see results immediately but we all know that's not how that shit works.
I can't stay on the elliptical or treadmill for longer than 10 minutes. It's extremely sad. I am forced to sit on the bike and I feel like that's not doing anything.
My diet is not helping either. I need to start eating carbs again because it's killing me after every workout.
I know all I have to do is stay with it for 3 weeks. I'm already pretty skinny so getting this:

THINGS I LOVE
- GOING TO THE GYM! I've been a gym fiend. I will have Nicole Scherzinger-like abs by the end of the month.
- the weather cooling down a bit (but I wish it wasn't so foggy at the beach)
- my BFF Nicole coming back from Mexico. I missed talking to her on the phone!
- Nicole possibly coming to SD for the 4th. I really wish she would...otherwise, I have to make a trip up North and I don't want to have to
- Darla has fleas. She didn't have anymore when she was up North...but my apartment has them now. GREAT.
- 700 credit card bill that I don't have the money for. I missed two payments. FUCK.
- Finding a job. I DON'T WANT ONE!
- This fucking sugardaddy thing is taking way too long and I'm being way too picky.
- Miss Bimbo is taking FOREVER to get to 25000 BA. ANNOYING!
- My fridge still smells...I've tried almost EVERYTHING.
- Eric is back and he hasn't called yet. Annoying piece of shit.
I joined the gym today.
24 inch waist here I come!
No more telling people I don't work out to get my body. In which is true. I hate saying that because they scoff at me. In reality, I hate my gut...I wish my arms were toned...the only thing toned is my legs because I wear stilettos every single day of my life. It strengthens the legs to be in heels 24/7.
I'm excited. Now that I am planning on going to the bar less, I'll be spending time at the gym more. And everyday since I live practically 4 blocks from it.
P.S. I quit smoking (again) when I went back home. My mom got mad at me for smoking again. That and I've been sick so I wanna get away from that stuff.
on Vox Hunt: Puppy Power!