Wednesday, 27 October 2010
Okay so I'm home alone for 4 hours and 3 and a half of those 4 hours are spent singing as loud as I possibly can with all my windows open. WHY? Because I can mother fuckers. Because I can...
So I have advice for everyone trying to lose weight. If you have a strict routine like I do, and you are sitting in your room watching Glee and listening to the new Taylor Swift CD and just getting really emotional and feeling so miserable about having to get on the treadmill, but you know you have to because you didn't yesterday and if you don't workout then you will feel miserable the next day and the next and the next, my advice is to just not do it. DO NOT GET ON TREADMILLS WHILE CRYING. Just don't do it. And especially while listening to a song called Last Kiss.. Just don't.
I should have started off with this, but that thing I wrote the other day about making out with a stranger was kinda weird so I thought I'd change up the subject a little bit. --
"I think most of us fear reaching the end of our life, and looking back regretting the moments we didn't speak up. When we didn't say 'I love you.' When we should've said 'I'm sorry.' When we didn't stand up for ourselves or someone who needed help.... Maybe it will come out all wrong and you'll walk away embarrassed, wincing as you play it all back in your head. But I think the words you stop yourself from saying are the ones that will haunt you the longest.... I don't think you should wait. I think you should speak now."
(I know y'all are tired of this..)