I'm attempting to write an entry at school.
Which is possibly the most nerve-racking this ever.
For me, at least.
Because I'm trying to hide what I'm doing the best way possible. Which is scrunching up the window and typing, and sitting as close to the laptop as possible so the person sitting behind me wont see what I'm doing.

I dont like people reading over my shoulder.
It's not like I have anything to hide really, especially people who I dont even know. People whose names I couldn't remember if my life depended on it. But still, I have a weird fear of people reading over my shoulder.

If you're reading this, I probably dont actually know you. Because I'm trying to just get people to read about my life without bias. People who can see from the inside out because they dont ACTUALLY know me or the people I'm writing about mmmmkay? I'm just a girl who likes to write in a journal. The end.

So I guess if I'm going to write in a journal, I might as well get started.
Lindsey left for Chicago today, it was a pretty boring day at school without her. She's getting her hair dyed by Ford, because apparently she's signed with them now. Good for her, for persuing her modeling dream but I just hope she knows what she's getting into. To see her turn into some snob or drug addict or tortured youth would break my heart. And eating disorders are rampid in modeling, and I know I would never wish that on anyone after going through it. Well, since I'm going through it. But lets not focus on that, focusing on that won't get anything done and wont make me feel any better. But hey, i have a not from my therapist that says I can't do the food diary in class because it will cause me to starve myself if I see the amount of calories I'm eating. That's one thing to cross of my exam to-do list, health project.

Grounded this weekend, which sucks. But I'm working at a drama workshop for kids to so  I can spread the joy of theatre to bratty little children whose parents only signed them up so they didn't have to deal with them for 7 hours, hooray! Psh, I was even supposed to go out with Dan this weekend which is a bummer that I cant go. Not that I want to go out with Dan anyway, we were just going to go ice skating and i love ice skating. I'd much rather be with Zack over Dan. Which is really my problem, I guess. Zack is awesome... most of the time. Sometimes he acts like he's too good for me which isn't true. And even if it is, I shouldn't think I'm too good for him. Low self esteem is not good. But Dan is awesome. He's nice, he's cute, he likes me. But still I'd rather be with Zack. Bwah. I have an audition this weekend though, which doesn't suck. However I need to figure out what I'm singing and wearing. There's a dance audition, gross. That means I have to show them what an awful dancer I am. Pssssh.