Hi Hey there Hello again...

so i have tired of the Wonder Years thus "...Just Another Girl in Bull City" is born. Looking back I feel like I was kinda writing just to be writing. Almost like forcing my self or something. So with that being said I think that this blog is my rebirth...(corny I know)...from now on I will try to talk about things that are more relevant to me and actually blog more...I think it will be a good way to get stuff of my chest.

So once again with all that being said expect some good things to come...and excuse the blandness of the blog...its thanksgiving break so i will put some time into sprinkling my hott sexy flyness...lol...all over this blog.

Well anywho today was a pretty hectic day...I stayed up super late last night making my video for my advanced studies project. I was on top of things but than I kinda fell off because I was trying to put this vid together using Movie Maker, when I really need proffesional help. All in all it came about really good. I'm proud of it...even though there are a few hitches.

But I was like super grumpy this morning.

-for one thing I hate falling asleep in random places in my house during the night before I finish tending to pressing matters. somewhere around 5: 30am I woke up on my downstairs couch and I still hadn't uploaded my vid to youtube.

-2nd of all I don't like being woken up at the crack of freakin dawn to do some damn hip hop excercise video. this event took place sometime around 6:30am when my mother woke me up and reall expected me to do excercise with her and my sister, when im alread stressed about an unfinished project.

I was super pissed. but any way after some complaining, being pissed off, and eating no breakfast I made my way to school about 30 minutes late. It is a real shame that I have a problem getting to school on time even though I have late arrival. I am starting to think lateness is an inborn trait.

and another thing: so I know that I am in the "95 weight percentile" according to my doctor and yes I would like to do something about. I mean I had to get tested for diabetes, which results still have not come back, and that crap really freaked me out...but dang mom is it really neccessary for you to wake me up every morning to do callistinics and "sweat to the freakin oldies. Maybe its just because I'm not a morning person, or maybe its because I dont like being called fat "in a loving way"...or it could also be that I have a natural affinity to disregarding the words of incompetent people...i vote for the last one.

Well I Think I'm Done Here!

"They call me Dracula cause all I do is count Chips"...haha thats been stuck in my head all day