i feel so ........ like... like a major failure. I guess we did really bad today at the competition and i wasn't even worried about it at all and didn't even care if we got a bad score (that doesn't mean i didn't try though, becuase i did try to do well) but then when i hear we did bad, wow it just makes me feel really bad. i feel like such a failure but hey when don't i ? I really think if i was a neonatel nurse and i help a baby return to health, i will feel realy accomplished. i think it's what i really want.

i hate being left out and i hate not having fun with everyone else. i hate that feeling. andi hate being away from roman when everyone else can just walk down the hall if they want to see him. i have to drive 40 minutes.

i really need to brush my teeth and stop getting fat and eating ice cream.

seriously, when do I get to have some fun? Be crazy? anything....?

oh i almost forgot about the crazy lady and her fricken HOOLA-HOOP rings. which are oinion rings. she orders a full order of rings. then tells me i can send them back to the kitchen and take them off the table and her bill. i ask whats wrong and she yellls about how it's not a "HEAPING PLATTER of HOOLA HOOP rings" and how Jerry wrote her an email about how it's a HEAPING PLATTER and how a basket is NOT a platter. Well guess what lady?! Jerry knows nothing about the food or anything else. And i dont her that. "jerry doesn't know what he's talking about" She was a bitch so i didnd't even care. They left me 2 bucks. Whatever bitches. Who writes a restaraunt a freaking email asking about their oinion rings anyway?! freak. UGH.

I am not in a good mood. I wanna go cry or something. i'm freezing too. time for an electric blanket and some sappy music.

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