After two weeks off of school, I found myself pumped up with motivation.  With my grades back up to straight 100%, now's my chance to snatch up a good report card.  So instead of dragging out the morning and letting my mom wake me up at the latest possible time, I've set my own alarm clock {though I still let myself hit the snooze for another ten-fifteen}.  Instead of screwing around for a few hours, I've been sitting down as soon as I get home from cheer practice to start my homework and don't let myself leave my room until it's done.  Today I slipped back into the old habit of lolligaggin' for two hours, not really doing anything entertaining but just stretching out the time to procrastinate my homework, and realized that the other three days proved to give me several hours-worth more of pure free time.  So guess which schedule I've decided I want to keep.  Yup.  On top of this, the holiday season resulted in way too much sugar and laziness, and since I'm trying to establish other better habits anyway, I figured, why not get more in shape too?  So instead of snacking on ice cream and cookies and all stocked up in the house, I've been eating fresh fruits and vegetables, whole grains, etc.  Just as delicious, but definitely jam-packed with way more nutrients and much less guilt.  It also helps for working out, and I'm proud to say that I'm going to go for a run every day and work more on the pull-up bar {try some reps of pulling yourself up, a v-up, and lowering yourself without touching the ground; or try pulling up and holding yourself in a tuck or, even better, an L position, for a minute}.  Maybe it's just because it's only the first week, but overall I've been feeling way better.
  But just out of curiosity, why exactly would my Seminary teacher ask me if I'm on drugs?  But as it was pointed out to me, maybe he was right.  Apparently my depth-perception is screwed up.  For goodness' sake, I am losing 3-13 here!  

  I always double-check things.  It's kind of an annoying habit that comes partially from this paranoia, but I can't help it.  I double-check that my homework is done, that my makeup looks good, that I'm wearing my spankies under my cheer skirt...  Usually I know that I don't need to, but I get really nervous if I don't.
  Then, of course, I double-check tests.  This is in no way an annoying habit, but one that is a life-saver.  Today I caught three or four mistakes on my math test before turning it in, working to the bell.  Which is great, because it seems like no matter how careful I am, the only reason I do bad on math tests is stupid mistakes.