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i fucking hate easter candy. because of it, i recently gained five pounds, but it is yet to be determined whether it is a permanent five pounds or the you-better-stop-this message from god five pounds. i sat on the scale feeling more depressed and defeated then ever. however, not taking chances, i put all of the candy into a bag, gave it to my mom, and told her to hide it until i lost the five pounds. as a deal, she said she wouldnt smoke until i did. if she saw me eating candy, shed get to smoke, and vice versa. i think this is the best way to have her quit smoking and lose weight at the same time.
ive lost motivation to exercise, not due to laziness but because of all the weird men in trucks up the street building all of the new houses. i just get a bad feeling about them, so im staying away. plus, im working now, so ill be able to buy my treadmill soon which will of course be amazing.
back on my diet. moms quitting smoking. treadmill soon. work now. money soon.
as an extra plus the boy and i have been getting along better than ever.
and its to an extreme.... i dont know what i was ever thinking.
well i think thats all.





