June 10, 2009
June 6, 2009
June 5, 2009
Rice krispies with strawberries, 6 snap peas, 4 pieces of broccoli, 6 carrots, 2 mini bell peppers, 3 strawberries, an apple, 2 sugar cookies, 1/2 in n out burger with lettuce, 1/2 in n out fries, 1/2 in n out shake, 4 potatoe wedges, an original thigh, small coke slurpee
Not baaaaad, but not that much working out today, cept work if that counts
Not baaaaad, but not that much working out today, cept work if that counts
June 4, 2009
Bowl of Corn Flakes, 2 sips of coffee, half a piece of sushi, small slice of cake - most of the frosting, cheese pizza lunchable, can of coke, small slice of pound cake, 2 strawberries, 16 oz. Aloha Pineapple, 2 eggrolls
Dang, it shoulda been minus the cake and coke, then I'd be happy
But I'm about to work out right now so I'm good, plus, I walked around in heels all day
YAY, I just ran like 3 miles, so that makes up for it, hahah
Dang, it shoulda been minus the cake and coke, then I'd be happy
But I'm about to work out right now so I'm good, plus, I walked around in heels all day
YAY, I just ran like 3 miles, so that makes up for it, hahah
April 30, 2009
"Every 99 times"
I lalalalalalooove that song. Empowerment, fooor real.
I'm starting to get siiiiiiiiick. Ugh, it must be the Taco Bell. Haha. And for some reason, I just felt like writing here instead of my tumblr. So I neeeeed to sleep, I mean, need. Like I feel like crap right now. But I have so much I have to do, and here I am procrastinating. Idk, there's something wrong with me haha.
And I'm gonna be bad today and copy Robert's essay. Or well, I'mma paraphrase it. I just can not think right now. I am so freaking sick. Ugh!
I'm not sick. Ahah, cramps. Fuuudge. It's supposed to rain tomorrow! ):
I'm starting to get siiiiiiiiick. Ugh, it must be the Taco Bell. Haha. And for some reason, I just felt like writing here instead of my tumblr. So I neeeeed to sleep, I mean, need. Like I feel like crap right now. But I have so much I have to do, and here I am procrastinating. Idk, there's something wrong with me haha.
And I'm gonna be bad today and copy Robert's essay. Or well, I'mma paraphrase it. I just can not think right now. I am so freaking sick. Ugh!
I'm not sick. Ahah, cramps. Fuuudge. It's supposed to rain tomorrow! ):
April 29, 2009
April 27, 2009
"They say the devil's water it aint so sweet."
One week now. It seems so long ago. My goodness. Its okay though, I will be fine. You know, I realized today that alot of little thing, and big ones too, come up and happen and I stress a little about them, but I'm always gonna land on my feet. Like, I can't think of one thing that would knock me down so much that I couldn't get up again. I can't. Everything is always going to end up okay. I love that. I have my friends, who although aren't always perfect, I've learned recently will always be there for me. No matter how much I fuck up. I swear, I have no idea what I would be doing without them. I'd be so damn depressed.
You know, I'm glad I have a friend that I've kept since second grade. Really.
And I think I'm more comfortable with myself, so I don't know why I let you get to me. I really don't know. I think it was just everything I was dealing with today, and what you said was just the last straw and I cracked. Almost. It sucked, I hate being told there is something wrong with me. But there's not. I like who I am, and so do other people. And most of the time, you do too, or you wouldn't spend so much time talking to me.
And I realize that if you ask someone, and if you ask them to be completely honest, they'll be able to point out the things they don't like about you. There always there. You can love someone to death, but there's still going to be something that bugs you about them. So I shouldn't take what people say personally, especially if we're friends, cause like I said, there must be something about me that you like, whether you can admit that or not.
You know, I'm glad I have a friend that I've kept since second grade. Really.
And I think I'm more comfortable with myself, so I don't know why I let you get to me. I really don't know. I think it was just everything I was dealing with today, and what you said was just the last straw and I cracked. Almost. It sucked, I hate being told there is something wrong with me. But there's not. I like who I am, and so do other people. And most of the time, you do too, or you wouldn't spend so much time talking to me.
And I realize that if you ask someone, and if you ask them to be completely honest, they'll be able to point out the things they don't like about you. There always there. You can love someone to death, but there's still going to be something that bugs you about them. So I shouldn't take what people say personally, especially if we're friends, cause like I said, there must be something about me that you like, whether you can admit that or not.
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