Listening to: Down Ass Chick
Feeling: complicated
For the last couple of weeks, maybe the last month, really, all I had for dinner was chicken, Subway, and McDonalds. The only thing in my freezer was chicken. And Subway and McDonalds are right up the street. My mom wasn't cooking as she normally did. Which meant, eat what was in there, and fiend for yourself, or eat Mickey D's or Eat Fresh. So...we did. Which isn't so bad. I was eating only white meat at McDonald's (Chicken Nuggets, the new ones) and Eat Fresh balanced all that chicken and grease, out. Plus, I started working out again. God only knows I don't want grease in me. And honestly, I do need to gain weight. But jeez, I don't wanna be fat. And if this bothers people, I'm sorry. But really, who does? Shantelle doesn't let me forget that I'm skinny. And it's not that I'm skinny, I just don't run big. I'll probably fat, short, ugly, and bald when I get older. Let me enjoy my skinny times as I can. My mom used to be a really great cheerleader, now her weight isn't what it used to be. My Dad was the typical high school great guy, with a car, a job, and on top, he played football. They lived right around the corner from one another. Grew up together. My mother's grandma, Grandma Sue as even I refer to her as, didn't like my Father. Well, one thing I wished she did, is break um up. Jeez. Maybe my anxiety never would have went this far. But, as for now, My Mom is picking up KFC. It beats Mickey D's and Eat Fresh. By a long shot.
I stayed up last nyte thinking about J. I know he's gonna go. And I know I can't stop him. But, even so, why can't I try? Because I know I can't? Because I had no right discussing him last nyte? So typical of me. I don't want anything bad to happen to him. And still yet... He's like my Best Friend. Even when we don't talk for a while, we come back to each other, and talk, and its as if we were always talking. Such Irony. Anyway, its time for me to go. I can't discuss anything more. Except that I wonder where Neish is... She's not around me, that's for sure. Probably mad. Okay, now I am really gone.
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