the faint of heart.
so i guess this is the point where i'm supposed to write a life altering journal entry about how much i think i've grown and how much renewed faith i have in myself...
but no.
i don't think so.
i think i'll just stick with what i had for dinner.
some sweet tarts, a capri sun, a handful of cheez-its, cough syrup, three advil, and half a baked potato.
sounds like someone is going through college diet withdrawls, doesn't it?
my diet is rather shitty. i mean, seriously. i eat more fucking junk than a goddamned garbage disposal. and i'm always tired... no fucking wonder. ugh. like sometimes i feel gross because of the nastiness i eat. that's definitely no way to be at all. so i guess i'm going to start eating a little healthier. does that count as a life altering decision? yessssssss.
i'm moving to virgina beach/ portsmouth in august. it's a definite. i even talked it over with my grandma and we're in the clear. i'm outta here, bitches. me and josie will have our own little apartment at the beach where i can get up in the mornings and go jogging and then sit out on the beach at night and play my violin. just being at the beach will be enough to make me smile every single day.
i think i'm going to be a much happier person in the future.
so who wants the last fortune cookie?
but no.
i don't think so.
i think i'll just stick with what i had for dinner.
some sweet tarts, a capri sun, a handful of cheez-its, cough syrup, three advil, and half a baked potato.
sounds like someone is going through college diet withdrawls, doesn't it?
my diet is rather shitty. i mean, seriously. i eat more fucking junk than a goddamned garbage disposal. and i'm always tired... no fucking wonder. ugh. like sometimes i feel gross because of the nastiness i eat. that's definitely no way to be at all. so i guess i'm going to start eating a little healthier. does that count as a life altering decision? yessssssss.
i'm moving to virgina beach/ portsmouth in august. it's a definite. i even talked it over with my grandma and we're in the clear. i'm outta here, bitches. me and josie will have our own little apartment at the beach where i can get up in the mornings and go jogging and then sit out on the beach at night and play my violin. just being at the beach will be enough to make me smile every single day.
i think i'm going to be a much happier person in the future.
so who wants the last fortune cookie?