Entry 3

[COLOR="Plum"][CENTER]If there was one word to describe today, that word would be balls. Not the good balls (ie. Male part, good day, or the balls that bounce) but the bad balls. I forgot something at my friends house so I drove there, going a bit fast cause there's never cops on the backroads of Georgia, and I get pulled over. My second speeding ticket within 6months of each other. Thank God clothes cops that pull me over are nice. Both docked my speed so I wont have points on my license.

My dad might not be coming. So I just cleaned a two story, 4 bedroom, 31/2 bath, plus entertainment room and kuchen all by myself and he's not coming? Fml. Oh well, at least the house smells like lemon-pepper chicken Alfredo. And my sister made brurcetta. Hopefully he comes.

I must thank my two commenters from my previous blog. And I now have a stalker. Sweet. I'm oddly excited. If only in real life.

I took a wonderful shower. My skin is not only clean but really soft and I feel amazing. Maybe its because I stopped eating fast food. That would explain why my stomach is getting upset. Then its going to hate me when I got to Cali next weekend. Can't wait.

On the agenda for tomorrow. A friend is getting married. I'm happy for him. I have no date to bring and get to sit at the kiddy...I mean singles table. What joy. Night. [/CENTER][/COLOR]