I watched the 1st part of "The Ellen DeGeneres Show" and like when watching Tim Burton turned it off. I'm gonna go for a jog. My stomach's been overflowing. Yesterday was ... Thursday, talked to my mom and went to bed. Wednesday I just remember waking up later and my parents being home late. Monday was gymnastics and loaded it, Tuesday was my night out, my parents went to see my grandma at my aunt's ½way to Gainesville. So, I plan to finish this episode and try to work on my theater, though I feel a bit loony not sure what from, maybe from being harassed from my perverted fantasies, which really aren't all that perverted. It's like the feelings that hit after and the sorta magnet that draws me to wondering about the feelings I wonder about about concrete things in life. I would stay and watch. I just feel I need to exercise. I just had some nice water. Also, at the gas station I got 2 sandwiches, a smoothie drink, and a chocolaty health bar. I couldn't stand anything else. At school, I eat like that. I guess that means not so many burgers and dogs but maybe liverwurst when I wake up.