Things I am obsessing on

• Crashing that Bio class
• The size of my wrists
• How my two front teeth are getting crooked
• Pushing my tongue against my crooked teeth
• Spiders and their creepy factor
• Always looking 18
• My eyesight
• How many calories I’ve consumed
• The man

I can’t even deal with myself right now. Classes started this week. And whose got two thumbs and is lazy? This girl!

The Millionizer always adds an extra motherfucker, just in case.

PS The Millionizer has health insurance as of September 1st! Huzzah! I can go skydiving with you now.

I’m not impressed with myself of late. No reason in particular, just a vague distaste. It’s weird, because things are good. Have I told you the news? I’ve decided to go back to school. For real this time. San Jose Sate. Nursing. [Im in ur hospeetol room, takin ur tempercher.]

I’ve had things to say, and even went so far as to write shit down. But nothing seemed good enough, genuine enough. My head’s in a weird place. It could be all the binge drinking and illicit drugs. There’s no way to tell. Speaking of stupid shit you do when you’re bored. I was sucked in by MySpace the other night and happened upon someone I was in girl scouts with (oh the stories to tell!). I asked her to be my MySpace friend and she said no. Ouch, especially because as I remember, she was a superdork and the laws of childhood still apply in MySpace. She should want to be my friend.

Happy Fathers Day. Although, I doubt any readers are fathers. With the crazy ass emails and google searches, god I hope not. Well maybe this is just a reminder to call your dad and say hello. Or call your mom and bitch her out for being such a ho. Whatevs. That reminds me. Head over to PostSecret for a Fathers Day edition. Not as lame as it sounds. I swear.

The Millionizer had a surprisingly good conversation with her dad this morning.

[tags]MySpace, Fathers Day, PostSecret, benders, college, goddammit[/tags]

The top public high schools in the US. Is your school on the list? Hint: Both mine and TBU’s are. We couldn’t find a situation that made it matter. Although, I don’t know how I would’ve gotten to college if it weren’t for my guidance counselor. No, seriously.

[tags]high school, MSNBC[/tags]