Me. Suck. Life. Bah.
Okay. So I just realized a bunch of shit. I'm overweight,and I'm not happy about it at all. I am 25 pounds overweight and I am not going to take it lightly. I'm working until I'm back at that 115 where I was back in 11th grade. I haven't grown since then, and I am going to make my body what it was. There's no more bullshitting around. The weight is coming off, a little at a time. So yeah. Blah. I am going to keep a food log of everything I eat, and when I ate it. I am also keeping track of my exercise...when, what, and what not. I want to be muscles too. I need to look as good as my best friend, because I've let my body go to shit, and I am not happy with myself for it. Anyway. I'm out.