I deleted all my hate posts and now my blog is crap.

Agu. Its now like 11:19 and blogger wont change the effing time. Here's whats up:
-my mom and dad think I have a guy
-my mom and dad might not let me go to the dance (winter ball. Huge social thing)
-my mom and dad might not let me go to six flags (its 5pm to 1am. I know. Its awesome for those who dont go to my skwel.)
-my friends think Im some weirdo with no life
-my other friends think Im a weirdo with a lot of life
-my other other friends think I have no catagory to fall into
-everyone is suprised that I watch TV. Wtf.
-Homework on weekends. crappers.
-Must find date for the dance. Good ones are taken. I dont have the looks nor the motivation.
-Must run treadmill. I CANT EVEN RUN A MILE UNDER 3 MIN ANYMORE. I NEED TO START TRAINING DAMMIT. OR I WONT MAKE IT INTO THE INVITATIONAL MILE RACE (AGAIN. FREE GATORADE IS AS GOOD A REASON AS ANYTHING).
-Must beat idiots (narcisstic ones or at least a little... aw damn it. Its not fair. XP some people are born gifted and others arent.)
-Make sure that no one reads this blog cept for my friends
-Look up definition of inferiority complex.
THATS A REALLY LONG TO DO LIST. XD Imma get started on it. ARGH. I still hate LAUSD. So. Much. Fridging. HOMEWORK. And to top it, my brother wants to use the comp. <(-.-)> fluck. ciao people, I gotta go. Au bientou. I gotta shower. And then Ill be back to post some mawr. I really dont have too much of a life. The coolness is an illusion. AN ILLUSION. -disappears-

whatever. Its me, Vicki. More well known as the vicster. But not really.