Go Hard or Go Harder

January 03, 2012

I don't need your fucking sympathy. Save it for someone who needs it. I wasn't built that way. I designed myself. Any more questions? I've been on The Weeknds glob for over a week now. Either I'm a manic depressant or a care-free lover. Either or I have alot of love to give. And He just makes me feel so giving. I love his fucking voice! I want to make love to it. I want to make love to Him! Ow Ow. I gave the Common album a Go but this album didn't make my heart vibrate as it usually does. Except for track number six. I can listen to it all day long, but that's not going to happen any day soon. The Weeknd won't allow it. I really need to visit my optometrist. My vision gets worst by the day. So much for stuffing carrots down my throat. Now that I mentioned vegetables, I'm back to being a health freak. I know what you're thinking, " How can you eat any healthier when you're already a vegetarian?" TRUST ME, you can.

Breakfast: Wheat bread with low fat organic peanut butter & half a banana.

Snack: A single serving of baby carrots & a cup of cubed cheddar cheese

Lunch: Healthy Choice Meal: Cajun Shrimp with Rice.

Dinner: Black bean burger patty on a wheat bun with fully loaded vegetables. 

The more food you eat, the more weight you will lose. That's a fact! It just has to be equally proportioned through out the day. I'm saying NO to tea :( and sodas. Goodbye ranch and mayo. I know I know DRASTIC! And sayonara tortillas and any type of fried food. I'm pretty determined when it comes down to it. So I just take it one day at a time. I try not to think about it too much or it else becomes to overwhelming. I just focus on the now and the results which will pay off. I gained several pounds over the holidays. Blasphemy on a different note. Fuck all the good food I devoured. It's not worth it NOW. What else do I have in mind? Oh of course, tomorrow one of my dearest friends will be turning 24, she's someone who I hold oh so close to my heart. And I won't be there to party with her. I won't be able to show up to her place with balloons and some waffles and beer. Because she is exactly 1,526 miles away. Yes, none other than my Botcho. Tears. On the bright side, I will drive up there sometime this year and I will avenge all the nights we could be out there painting the town red. Our reunion keeps my spirits sky high. Thank you Botch for that. Till' then friend I await patiently. 

Well my time is up and I have to get back to work. Make it a great day or not, it's your motherfucken choice. Peace.

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