boys make me crazy

Today I am wishing that I didn't get so darn nervous talking to boys I like. Well, one boy in particular really. Why, oh why, do I need the liquid courage not to act like an idiot. Oh wait, I probably act like an idiot with liquid courage too. Dang it! I might be doomed.

But my problems aside, today I am grateful that I worked hard at the gym and went back to yoga class. I'm beginning to see my figure again and that's a good thing.

I am also grateful that the girls in Toronto and I had a great time this past weekend. Also I bought new shoes (The new Winners on Bloor St. rocks).