My week of freedom is over. It went by so damn quick. But it was great. It was really just one big blur. I'm obviously not too thrilled about going back to school, but at least I get to see my friends and workout and what not.
I've decided that I'm going to start taking pole dancing lessons-whenever I can convince my mom to let me. I asked her today and she said no, but I'm sure I'll be able to convince her. She's not the type that thinks it's sleazy and completely linked to stripping. She understands the athletic part of it. Which is why I really want to do it. How many fat pole dancers do you see? None. Everyone says how physically demanding it is and such. I mean, it takes so much strength and yeah, I digress.
This is sorta random but not very off topic but: I think I'm going to become a stripper when I turn 18. You know, just as a part-time job instead of getting a real one. It seems easy enough and I'll be completely forced to be thin and toned and such. I'm pretty enough, and now I have like a year and a half to get really hot!
Maybe, if my mom says no to pole dancing, I'll start taking ballet classes. Anything to burn calories. And ballet is hard as fuck too.

Umm...yeah. I'm procrastinating hardcore right now. I don't even remember what I need to do for school. But I'm in a great mood. It's warm out, it's sunny (well, it's almost 7pm but yeah), my house is clean, my clothes are washed, I just feel good. Except for this disgusting full feeling I have because I ate shit food today. But whatever. It's Sunday. I'll workout after I do some homework.

That's really all that has happened. Well, my ex started texting me and essentially just wanted to have sex with me. Despite the fact that he's a gross peasant, it was definitely an ego boost. Oh and my other ex from 7th grade started texting me as well. Again. He wants me back. He has an even lesser chance of dating me, but again it was a total ego boost.

-Cassie Ana