Message from a porpose!
In freshman year I weighed 113 pounds. ONE HUNDRED THIRTEEN!!! Do you know how little that is? Well for a fifteen year old girl measuring up to 5'8" in height, thats super model small.
Do you know how much I weigh now? DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH?! 160. Yes, you read right, one sixty.
I'M FAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*cries in shame*
How can anyone gain nearly fifty pounds in four years without being pregnant? I can, because I'm huge.
Must go on diet. I promise not to go on that new trendy low carb diet though as it is ridiculous and must be horrific on cholestorol.
G-Berry Update: He did his attendance on time. YAY!! Saw a special ed kid had him in a head lock. That was very funny. I laughed. Though Mr. Goldsberry kinda looked like he was in pain. Good job, special ed kid. My heart is with you.
G-Berry: Put your poster here. *points to spot foot away from own feet*
Me: *drops poster on ground*
Poster: I don't want to be cooperative so I'm going to land on top of Goldsberry's feet.
G-Berry: Yeah... I was thinking more over there. *points*
Me: Its not my fault, it just drifted that way.
G-Berry: Don't use the drifting excuse.
Me: Its were it wanted to go. It hates me.
G-Berry: I almost get the drifting excuse as much as the 'dog ate my homework' excuse.
I've never heard the drifting excuse before.
Do you know how much I weigh now? DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH?! 160. Yes, you read right, one sixty.
I'M FAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*cries in shame*
How can anyone gain nearly fifty pounds in four years without being pregnant? I can, because I'm huge.
Must go on diet. I promise not to go on that new trendy low carb diet though as it is ridiculous and must be horrific on cholestorol.
G-Berry Update: He did his attendance on time. YAY!! Saw a special ed kid had him in a head lock. That was very funny. I laughed. Though Mr. Goldsberry kinda looked like he was in pain. Good job, special ed kid. My heart is with you.
G-Berry: Put your poster here. *points to spot foot away from own feet*
Me: *drops poster on ground*
Poster: I don't want to be cooperative so I'm going to land on top of Goldsberry's feet.
G-Berry: Yeah... I was thinking more over there. *points*
Me: Its not my fault, it just drifted that way.
G-Berry: Don't use the drifting excuse.
Me: Its were it wanted to go. It hates me.
G-Berry: I almost get the drifting excuse as much as the 'dog ate my homework' excuse.
I've never heard the drifting excuse before.