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Auto response from succumb to frost: finally done with cicale!
uploading some embaresssing pictures from new years 8-)8-)8-)
and reading tale of two cities
ohhh lizzy: im shawn
ohhh lizzy: im pregnant too
She's just too much.
Ehh. Switching out of Chem Honors. God willing.
Dress down day the 11th. Bright Eyes the 27th.
:)
Mall tomorrow with Zach?
MySpace. Let me tell yuo something. I think it's hilarious when people come up to me in school, whether I do or don't know them, and say "Dude! I saw your MySpace! Fucking ripped man!" and shit like that. It's weird. I never got much support over the summer. THe onyl real talk about it was my dad constantly asking me if I was on steroids, which isn't compelling at all. Maybe if I'd gotten some support back then I wouldn't have stopped dieting. Everyone says, "Geez man. I never would expect that you're that big seeing you now." Well that's the truth. I'm just fat and lazy now. You missed the show. No big chest. Disproportionate legs. No sharply developed serratus. No six pack.
I think the bext compliment I ever got was from Happy at Katie's Sweet 16 when she said to a bunch of people "Who would have ever thought that Matt could put on muscle?" I liked it because it wasn't "Oh you big manly hunk of testosterone" or anything overly flattering, but recognizing hard work in something that mattered to me. And that's why I love her.
But whatever. I'm really not in a bad mood right now.
And I'm geting back on diet within 2 weeks or so, so I'll be back soon enough.
After all, I could have been dead.
uploading some embaresssing pictures from new years 8-)8-)8-)
and reading tale of two cities
ohhh lizzy: im shawn
ohhh lizzy: im pregnant too
She's just too much.
Ehh. Switching out of Chem Honors. God willing.
Dress down day the 11th. Bright Eyes the 27th.
:)
Mall tomorrow with Zach?
MySpace. Let me tell yuo something. I think it's hilarious when people come up to me in school, whether I do or don't know them, and say "Dude! I saw your MySpace! Fucking ripped man!" and shit like that. It's weird. I never got much support over the summer. THe onyl real talk about it was my dad constantly asking me if I was on steroids, which isn't compelling at all. Maybe if I'd gotten some support back then I wouldn't have stopped dieting. Everyone says, "Geez man. I never would expect that you're that big seeing you now." Well that's the truth. I'm just fat and lazy now. You missed the show. No big chest. Disproportionate legs. No sharply developed serratus. No six pack.
I think the bext compliment I ever got was from Happy at Katie's Sweet 16 when she said to a bunch of people "Who would have ever thought that Matt could put on muscle?" I liked it because it wasn't "Oh you big manly hunk of testosterone" or anything overly flattering, but recognizing hard work in something that mattered to me. And that's why I love her.
But whatever. I'm really not in a bad mood right now.
And I'm geting back on diet within 2 weeks or so, so I'll be back soon enough.
After all, I could have been dead.