Need to organize the next week and a half in my head

Things to do today:
~BUY THANK YOU CARDS for people at my internship/ask Molly for a general recommendation letter.
~Go tanning.
~Work out (if possible).
~Write a (or a few) TellAllGrams.
~Stretch after class.

Things to do of Friday:
~Pedicure (and eyebrows?) with mom
~Maaaybe get my hair cut and (even less probability) colored.
~Work out.
~Tanning.
~Work @ 5
~Spend the night at mom's

Saturday:
~Breakfast with mom and Pam
~Work out.
~Tanning.
~Work @ 5

Sunday:
~Boating with Sarah!!!

Things to do before leaving for school:

~Clean and wash my car.
~Find all of the cords and things that I need to hook up my TV.
~Bring my portable DVD player, and the cord it needs to hook up to my TV.
~Bring DVDs!! (Mas importante).
~Download as much music as I can stuff onto my laptop so that I can upload it onto my Iphone when I get it on the 17th.
~Figure out how to take apart my metal shelf thing.
~Go to a grocery store and steal cardboard boxes.

Things I (or my mom :) ) should buy:
~Uniform type of shampoo, conditioner, and body wash.
~New "body spray" from bath and body works.
~New bare minerals make-up. YES it IS necessary.
~An organizer/ hanger thingy for my eclectic collection of shoes
~More hangers.
~A bucket type thing for my toiletries.
~Cleaning supplies. I admit this is a vague and broad term but I have not a clue as to what I should bring in regards to such a foreign household duty such as cleaning.

The Virgin's Monologue

The word is not french nor does it contain

four letters alone, just three make its name.

Yet all of my symptoms resulting from it

resemble reactions to fuck, damn, or shit.

Not at the action, my anger surmounts

but at the people who use it for pride to surround.

I'm on an island alone in a sea

of swimmers and divers all laughing at me.

Taking the plunge for them was so small.

It was fun. It was free. No reason to stall.
I'm begging for patience, though not on my knees.
(I'll never emit desperate pleas.)

It's barbed wire boundary is one I can't cross.

Not now at least, but all hope is not lost.

I've been asking in earnst, this thing for a while,

has waiting for love gone too far out of style?

Destined to float away

Balloons are hollow.

Bright, shiny, bobbing

and filled with vapidness.

Destined to float away.



Balloons are shallow.

Leave children crying

and staring up at emptiness

while ruining their day.

Hey girls...

This is Bradley Cooper from "The Hangover."

:)

that's all.

I need a hobby.