fuck art, lets go dancing.

my mom wants me to take up swimming again this summer. le sigh. im so rusty now, i haven't swam for real in years. there's no way i can race. shudder.

speaking of swimming. i went my sister's swim practice today and saw her super nice coach Ben again. i think i melt when i see him. i melt like an ice cream bar. all the girl junior coaches (ie. the rich croften/lfa girls) hang around him and flash their $5000 smiles. i could puke when i see them. (i am oh-so-completely-unbiased). haaa. is there anyone as nice and hot as him in all of BC? probably not.

im starving. i should go to sleep. im such a nite owl.