Hey, Why not?

Well crumbs. My post was just deleted!! I truly hate retyping. What ever you're saying just loosing it's color the second time around!!!

Well, I'm going to school for drafting. I know what you're thinking, "She's never mentioned that before." And it's true I've never thought about it until a couple of weeks ago and WHY NOT? I don't know why I can't plan things out like other people. I would have finished a two year degree LAST year if I had. I don't really know much about drafting and I think that's why I'm was able to decide on doing it. If I knew anything about it I would know of reasons why I wouldn't want to do it. That's usually what happens. I'll probably hate it. I have a feeling it's not going to be as much fun as my "Liberal Arts" degree, but I'll survive.

There's a part in my favorite book where the main character is asked what he really wants to be. "Just name one thing that you really what to do" his sister says. Because he is so negative of things and hateful, not hateful, just finding fault with everything that he can't name a single thing. Finally he says he would like to stand by a cliff where kids are playing and save them if they fall off the cliff. The only job he could think of was one that didn't exist. That's pretty much how I feel. Everything I consider I reason my way into thinking it would be horrid. But not drafting...I picked it last week, and just signed up for the classes.

Last night I ate one of those Hershey bars that are like four or five times the size or a normal one. And as some of you know it makes my heart beat super fast. SOoo I didn't do to sleep until 4:40 last night and it's 3:45 rats. I'm going to feel crummy tomorrow.

WEDDING. Lord I just hat it when friends get married!!

Well I was talking and...Not with myself, but earlier, and you know some people that you know just NEED a boyfriend or girlfriend. They need that constant friend and attention. Well, that goes against what I've always taught myself. I always felt that you can't really be happy with other people unless you are fisrt happy with yourself. But maybe that's just my feelings. I would hate to find myself as someone else's crutch or or relying on someone else in that way. (and I don't mean a day, or week) I mean for life. But maybe other people really don't mind that. I know that sounds like a retarded epiphany. and this has nothing to do with the fact that mt friend's getting married. huum...Goodnite

Nina from the HOOD, I mean da hooood

I drove home a different way. There are these two ugly brown signs that say Chuluota. I usually don't enter Chuluota via those signs, but the other day I did. Well some punk had the nerve to right the word "HOOD" after chuluota. The word "HOOD" was the exact same color and size as the word Chuluota. Then I was driving home again and noticed that the little brat had returned and put the word "DA" in front of Chuluota. I'm slowly coming to terms with my new neighborhood. Da Chuluota Hood.