Feb 11, 2011 03:48
Dear Gym, You are a formidable foe. Dear Cigarettes, You are a nightmare. Even limiting myself it almost unbearable. But I will win.
So far so good.
People don't take criticism well. If someone asks me to tell them how I feel about something, I've decided I'm no longer going to sugar coat it. From what I can tell people don't appreciate it, but at the same time, I feel better for telling them the truth, it's like a huge weight is lifted off me.
That entire last paragraph came about what I told and ex-gf recently. She was keeping me on a string and I called her out on it and told her how it made me feel and she told me she never wanted to talk to me again. To be honest I hope she doesn't. It's so hard being strung along. I hope she finds everything she wants, but I can be a part of it. :/
Other than that my life is relatively normal. I haven't been drinking because I've been at the gym, it's actually been really awesome. I've probably saved a ton of money. Let alone the lack of buying cigarettes.
I wish I had someone. Not just anyone. Someone who I have fun with. Someone who I can cry with. Someone who will tell me what I need to hear. Someone who will appreciate me. Someone who gets to know me well enough to know why I work so hard. Someone who keeps my interest and I can have a good conversation with. I don't know. I'm picky. But I'm happy that I'm picky. When I find the right girl she will be perfect.
That's all for now. I'm exhausted. Goodnight world.