Stressful

It's really really stressful driving to Charlottesville. Grr.... and I hate the interstate too. Aaanyway. I told my self I was going to wake up at 7 and I actually managed to wake up at 7, although I couldn't fall asleep till around 1, so I felt like shit for about an hour. I walked up to Mr. J's and right as I walked in the door, the cook who I love so very much, asked "bacon and egg?" yep I replied, and before I'd even paid it was sitting there ready for me. Gotta love it when you get the same thing every day, makes life so much easier. I sat around in Panera reading my books while mom got her hair cut. It was supposed to be my hair cut, but my hair looks like shit for a week after it's cut, and since this is the night before school, I decided against getting it cut. I don't really believe school starts tomorrow. I kind of want to walk in, and have Mrs. R go Hah! It's a joke you don't have to come. But I know that won't happen. I think I should go early the first day...even though I have late arrival. Maybe I could get a head start on my...economy? Hah. Not.

I have practice in about half an hour, and I'm really dreading it. I don't like XC. Blasphemy I know. But still....I'm feeling pretty bad. I can barely run a few miles on a hot day. Actually I'll bet I could run more slower. And no that's not bad grammar....although it probably is. Run more distance at a slower pace. But I always want to run with Andy because it's fun, but he's fast, so that rules out anything more than like 2 miles. I love how it took me half an hour to run 3 miles on thursday....with breaks. That was absolutely pathetic. Then again the heat index was like 105, and the humidity must have been like 200%. I swear I was swimming.

I wish I had a mental changer for my ipod. It's really annoying having to change it in the car. I guess that's why they make playlists. But I'll have to make so many of them that it defeats the purpose. I guess that's why they make this wonderful thing called the radio. You have no choice but to listen....or turn it off. I'll bet I could tape a...a......remote to my hand. They made those for PSP why not ipod. Or tape it to the steering wheel. Hah....I don't think dad would like that. That's actually a good idea. I'll check amazon! I like how when I was doing random article on wikihow I came across something about defeating your myspace addiction, and the first step was admitting you had a problem. I don't know... it made me laugh. Hey they do make remotes. For like 30 freaking dollars. Grrr.... oooh there's an 11 dollar one. Too bad I don't have 11 laying around.

I'm trying really hard to post everyday...but a lot of stuff I put on here is completely pointless. Then again, has it ever had a point? Need it have a point? Fuck no. I wonder if I'm addicted to facebook.... I doubt it. I sure was at camp though. I was always like must do lines.....wait! Email! Facebook! Cause email and facebook are connected and such. I'm going to start labeling every post...just because I feel like it. Okay...I'm going to go to practice now.

Afternoon,

Entreri