Day 8. A Review: One week of the New Year down. Let's see if my resolutions are still in tact: Name Change: I haven't even approached this, and the more I think of it, maybe i'll skip the Russian all together and just change my name name to Darling. Ever since Clarissa Explains It All, I've always wanted my last name to be Darling. It would be rad to have a brother named Ferguson Darling, as well. Resolution number one: failed. I still have time on this one though, so we'll see. Skateboarding: is pretty impossible right now since Chicago is burried in snow! Not cool, failed. Wardobe. I haven't decreased my wardrobe but I haven't increased at all, either. I'm working on it though, I've seen some pretty boss sales going on and whenever I get time I'm going to shop shop shop- Success! My POSTURE is still terrible, however I think it is better this week than it has been previously. Sometimes when I'm sitting on my chair at work I realize I'm hunching over and I start thinking how I should be in a bell tower and I immediately sit up straight for about 2 minutes and then I forget: failed. I have had hardly NO SUGAR in the last 7 days. I can't even believe it: no candy, no cakes, no milkshakes, no jolly ranchers, no reeses, no nothing! Can you believe that? Around day four I had a killer headache and at one point I think I was shaking when I saw a commercial for a Snickers, but I got through it. I'm invincable. I've also been drinking so much water, my face is always red now. What is that about? SUCCESS! No mustket to be found, yet- however I haven't checked ebay. I seriously want a musket. This is not a joke. I want to hang it in my room. When I told this to my sister, this is the exact conversation we had:
Me: I want a musket so you can get me a gun rack for my birthday.
Sister: You don't even own a gun, let alone many guns that necessitate an entire rack. What are you going to do with a gun rack?
Props to whoever knows where that comes from.
I'm going to keep checking on these because I really want to succeed in 2010!
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