it seems like the only time i get on here to write is when i have alot of things to whine and complain about.
my weekend sucked i really hated it. i bet if i listened to my mom and stayed in oregon my hair wouldnt be this short.
i had this sudden urge while we were drving home. to chop it.
i knew all the salons were closed but tomorrow was sunday and i couldnt stand another sunday morning at church it feels like everybody sees my split ends. i knew i had to get good hair sicssors, so when we entered tricites i told serge
"walmart!" " what?" "just go..."
anyways next morning we woke up at 930! psh! are you kidding me? i couldnt believe myself this is what time serge usually wakes up for church. not me. but church is church we had to go
to make it worse i wore my highest heels.
enough of that morning. THIS Morning i wake up got ready and come to class nice and early. no teacher there yet.
everyone around have a stapled paper out, yuup that essay that was due monday?! i thought it was tuesday.
lIfE.
enough said i really need to visit the tutor center today.
Haha oh ya i guarntee you that if you stayed in portland for the weekend u wouldve never wanted that haircut!! But no! Diana has a brain of her own!! OH and i think i feel like that every monday morning just as i walk into my classes i remember that i had a ton of HomeWork that i NEVER EVER do on weekends! gosh when will i ever learn! oh wait too late, im graduating soon!! woot!!! that the only thought that makes me get up in hte mornings, sad huh!
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