te quiero mucho

i haven't really written anything useful lately. i like writing something good a couple times a week instead of random stuff everyday. the problem with that, though, is that i never remember anything memorable to document.
my brother comes back from New York tonight.

my mom says i can't go out until final exams are over. to be quite honest, i'm fine with it. i avoid arguing with her at all costs because i've learned she's easier to get along with if i just swallow my pride, let her yell at me, and not say anything back. took me long enough to learn my lesson...

the weekends are horrible. HORRIBLE. i'll be really good for the week and then the weekend comes up and i'm so tempted to stuff my face with everything in sight. food has magic powers. i look forward to eating good food. food takes over people's lives. food ruins people's lives. it's so like... powerful. just that taste and texture on your tastebuds is so tempting and can ruin you. my mom says i have no will power. she is half right. i have will power during the week, but on the weekends i'm the worst. and i know it too but it seems for that moment that the taste of that ice cream is so much better than the feeling of fitting into that old pair of jeans.
i even started doing sit ups. the one thing i dread. i can run for an hour if i wanted, do arm exercises, leg excercises.. but i dread sit ups or any type of ab workout. i feel this way simply because i feel like i've dug myself into a hole that isn't worth getting out of.

so i thought for sure it was a lost cause with this guy at my school, UNTIL he lingered behind me when i was at Breanne's locker this morning. and then i got that spark of hope within my being that is enough to ruin my whole thought processes for the whole day. Breanne even got mad at me. she gets mad at me a lot lol. i have such a complusive attitude. like on Friday we hung out and i was "far from the ground" and i kept laughing and talking really loud in public places so she just told me "Christine just shut up already!"
and i laughed. and then she laughed. and then it was just a continuing thing. we watched Shrek 3 on friday and i do not remember one thing from it. i did laugh a lot at random parts, which contributed to Breanne's annoyance and irritation.

so we got evacuated from school again today. THIS IS SO LAME. i've never just wanted to sit in school from morning to afternoon without interruption until now. it's getting old and i just want to LEARN.

the killers concert tomorrow. i'm pretty excited. i'm trying to keep my excitement on the downlow because i usually get myself worked up so much and it never turns out the way i expected.

so Pablo told me to walk up to that guy i like and be like "hey, te quiero mucho"
see what i mean, i keep thinking about it. it's insanity

i don't know what else to tell you since my brain is constantly clouded by this pondering of his signs and what he's thinking. and what i should do to fix this pickle that i am currently in

god i love Enrique Iglesias. them spanish men are ruining me. like food