If we don't succeed, we run the risk of failure.

What shall we discuss in today's blog? Apparently in ancient times, they chopped off little boys balls so they could sing high notes like women? True fact. Also, women are 37% more likely to go to a psychiatrist than men are? I only say that because I've wanted to be a psychiatrist for the longest time. Now --not so much. I have no direction what so ever of what I want to be when I grow up. I know I have an extremely long time to decide this, but I'd like to have a slight direction... I still want to do something with kids. Or helping people, but there's too much in the world that I can do. & it's scary to realize that.

But anyways; If you are not following me on twitter --I have 103 updates so far. & I've only been using it for about two weeks. You would not believe how addicting it really is. It's unbelievable. I want to get up to where Rob and Matt are, but I don't know if that's possible. They're wayyyy up there. It's crazy. Oh yeah, yesterday in co-ed, Elliot, Carolina, and I were rearranging our room and ran out of time. So now we have like four desks, trash, make-up, crap, paper, books, more crap, mattresses, and MORE crap. Neither of our beds are stable because Elliot is a cry baby and he kept complaining. Ha, I'm not trying to break his full value or anything, but I hate to be in my room now. It's depressing to look how messy and unorganized it is. Hopefully Carolina and I will fix that in free time today. Even though I'd much rather be doing something else >.< excursions are tomorrow.

-ILOVEYOU.