Technical Difficulty

figures. just my luck again. actually i'm workin on getting a portable computer so i won't have to SHARE THIS ONE! technically it's not mine which is fine, but the person i share with downloads crap and doesn't think about it. so when i click on somethin, i get some porn pop up (er no it's not my doing i'm certain of it) or it opens up my desktop/drive files or whatnot. yea yea i apparently have something and have run the usual programs. least i haven't seen the porn lately. anyhow, more perhaps at a later date.

not that anything is going on anyway.

trying to figure out what i need to borrow for this private school. love playin phone/email tag.

trying to pack.

trying to get out of my mood, but there is a reason for it. shit, when ya miss aunt Flo ya freak out, but ya hate when she visits. go figure. i had a scare in the not too recent past, and it's like all this shit goes through my head. i am for abortion, but in certain instances. but that's not saying that i can't think of having one because i thought i was careless. would i have one? because i was a retard and either forgot to use my patch like i should have or because i hate freakin condoms like the next guy? well i can't actually say since i haven't been there. but i've thought about it. does that make me a hypocrite? well no because i hadn't decided LOL. i do know i would not want a rugrat right now. i know all the do's and don'ts. i know to use protection. i know there are other options to abortion. but. well there is no but because i have yet to have to make that decision. and goddess knows i don't want to have to. we get several orders a week for the adoptive parents wanting photos of the kids that they are adopting. sometimes i think about it. like today i guess. would i want to go through the extension of my body? no not really. one of the few reasons i got a tattoo on my stomach. yea call me whatever but that is almost a deterrent for getting fat/getting knocked up. yet i seem to be developing a nice pouch there. ugh i don't even wanna talk about it. would i be able to give a kid away if i did happen to get pregnant? i don't know. i really honestly don't. or would i get rid of it before it developed too much? dunno.

other than those lovely thoughts, i've been leading a fairly uneventful life so far. realizing it's boring after having my hair done (which i hate BTW) and having absolutely nothing to tell my hairdresser. sad eh?