Another Day
Well, I'll start with the good news, I woke up this morning. Then I proceeded to making myself some toast with butter and strawberry jelly. Toast is most likely God's gift to man. Well, okay, I'll be realistic, its ONE of the gifts. Sex would be another. Sex, alcohol, you get my drift. After my Godly toast, I got dressed and went out to the movies with Katie and Buddy. Despite the fact they were making out the whole time and I realized I have no one to share my sad, pathetic life with, we had a good time. I came home, rushed around, and went to voleyball practice.

Tommorrow is New Year's Eve and I'm probably going to end up sitting home because of some bitch named Alyson. One thing you should know about me is my definite problem with alcohol. I'm a bit of an alcoholic, and I've been drinking since the 7th grade. I stopped for awhile between 8th and Freshman year, but that's over now. Not that you care, but last time I was over at her house I had about 6 screwdrivers without her knowing, and when she found out suddenly I wasn't her friend anymore. She knows I have a problem. Whatever, I'm not going to bitch anymore. Fuck this I'm going to bed.

Intro to Me
If you're going to read this, don't. Don't waste your time on the daily rants of me, it's not worth your time. Go do something productive, like study or excersise, anything but this.

Okay, with that out of the way, let's start with the intros. I'm Michelle. You're someone who doesn't really care about my life, but needs something to do. I'm 15 years old, and I live in the suburbs of Chicago. This is my blog, obviously. I do an assortment of things, okay two, like play volleyball and speech team. Yes, I'm a speech dork and if you don't like that you can shove it.

If you read, you probably already know I'm a Chuck Palahniuck (spell?) fan. He's a literary genius, and I strongly suggest you purchase one of his novels ("Choke" is a good start).

To tell you about today, I slept until about noon, went to see the orthopedic surgeon (I had knee surgery 3 months ago) and he gave me good news. Then I went shopping, bought my all-time favorite film on DVD (Trainspotting - not a shabby book I might add) and then went to eat, and here I am now, writing in this for lack of better things to do.

Well, I'm done now, and you can go about your happy life (or sad, if you're suicidal) and I'm going wish ya'll a great rest of the day. - michelle