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It's pretty cool that my blog actually gets read, even if lately it's not too exciting.
To be honest, i dont really like my new hair, and when people say it's cute part of me wonders if they're being polite. Don't feel obliged to comment on this entry just to reassure me you like it, i'll just doubt you more.
Last night i was freaking out. And I came to this realization:
I've tried to be so positive lately, to tell myself "things will work out" but then I started freaking out that maybe nothing would work out. This was in part due to me stressing over school and work I had missed while gone, as well as other factors.
So i called skyla (because sometime people forget we are all there for eachother) and she asked if everything was okay at which point i started crying. By the time we hung up i think i felt better. I just get stressed really easily. And i know that in most cases, there is nothing anyone can really say to help other than "it'll be okay", but its still nice to be listened to.
And today i realized:
The best friends I value are the ones that can call eachother crying
and i dont mean to say that is the only thing they are good for, but that is definitely a perk.
I never spell definitely right and spell check never catches it the first time.
I feel pretty frustrated with my parents lately (currenty my dad mostly). This is because I have really been trying to get my homework done. For example: today my dad said i couldn't go on the computer until my room was cleaned (i really need my own computer) and, being responsible, i put homework before my room. And I had to do the dishes, even though i kept telling him i had a lot of homework to do. But i did the dishes as told, did all my homework (before my room), and cleaned my room. Only then did I go on the computer. And i feel like this responsibility should be applauded...but there is just condition after condition, it's ridiculous.
Another example: thursday i want to go (and will go) to the expendables concert, but to do so i have to write an essay tomorrow (this is on top of my usual homework and physics that i missed while gone) for a scholarship (that isn't due till sunday).
So i'm pretty stressed.
And these are a series of random thoughts.
And when I cleaned my room today I decided to count my dresses. and i have forty-one
i am very proud.

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