I want to start over.

I plan to start over, since it is a new year, after all. We've just moved into our new house along with that. I plan to lose lots of weight, exercise, and clean my life up quite a bit. Get organized. Do something with myself. Maybe. Possibly. Hopefully.

I have a huge crush on Sammi & I can only hope it's mutual. Maybe it will go somewhere...maybe it won't. Whichever way it goes, I'm going to make my life work. No more trying, no more struggle... I just want it to WORK. Sounds good, but it's going to take a lot, I know it.

I'm still drifting from a lot of my friends and when I really think about it, maybe it's for the best. I'll miss them and I'll meet (maybe) some people that are worth being friends with. No more stuck up, two faced people like the newer friends I acquired and quickly disposed of.

Maybe I'm just talking out of my ass for no reason at all. *sigh*

The electric & cable are in my name at this house. Which means as long as my mom keeps the payments up I'll finally have some credit. I hope to go back to school..but if I don't, I want to find a job soon and get my license. I keep telling myself I'll do it eventually but I need to do something about it NOW.

I finally went to my second doctors visit, got more muscle relaxers, and then got xrays done. Hopefully those will show some fixable results. My back has been killing me non-stop...and to top it all off I think there's mold in the room I'm in right now. There's a faint but bad smell and it gives me one of the biggest headaches ever. Took some meds. Gonna take more when my mom gets home, I guess. She's finishing up packing the trailer and cleaning.

There's also ants here... those are driving me nuts. They're not just little ants either. They're bigger. About a half inch, I'd say. They scare the shit outta me for some reason and I don't think they're going for the ant traps. I hate this time of the year b/c of the ants. Ugh.

But hey, my room is big, we have lots of room, so for the most part, I'm not complaining. I just made a cake and washed some dishes, and I'm happy with it. I hope to get this place fixed up really nice. =P

Taylor's birthday is Wednesday. She'll finally be 18. It's kinda scary, I know...but she doesn't have to actually grow up. I know I'm refusing. Haha.

Blahblah enough of my chatychat.

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