Starting on Tuesday because I forgot about Monday

I just worked out, literally, like, I just stopped. So I know exactly what I did and I'm not fabricating and being hazy about what I just did.
I ran for about 10 minutes, did about 20 sit ups, 5 pushups, 10 second wall chair, some weird side bends, stretching, and lots of breathing.
It wasn't the best, I could have run longer, if my damn headphones didn't unplug from my iPod and my music on my zombie app stopped...We'll let that one pass for now. But tomorrow I'll actually run the full 30 minutes.
All in all, I'd say that was a decent work out for being my first one in a long time. I'm sweating major balls right now, so that's a plus.
But then again, when do I not sweat?
Now time for breakfast! HA! I'm not so hungry, I'm just going to go make my lunch and if I really am hungry, I'll have a bowl of cereal.
Come on goal weight! Let's do this!

I'm thinking of setting my mind into the zombie apocalyptic setting and eating like they do in zombie films, small portions, running, and just psyching myself out.
It could work.
I'll lose that weight in no time!
This is bound to work.

I'm back!

For good this time.
I do mainly use tumblr but this place will be my self expression, venting to myself kind of diary blog.
I truly do love to type, even if I don't always sound intelligent and make no sense in what I'm saying, I make sense to myself.
So, guess what? Ha! Yeah, I'm going on a diet. I hate that word because I never stay to it.
But this time, I think I can do it.
I'm not going to freak about who sees this, because in reality, I'm the only one who goes on here.
 So, let's get this started!
Sunday March 4, 2012, starting at 235lbs.
I'll make a jar, and for every pound I drop, I'll put a dollar in.
Let's do this!

Hey blogger! Guess what I just saw? Don't Be Afraid Of The Dark midnight premiere. I was not amused...

Heart Break

Sometimes things hurt so much that it disturbs your appetite, leaves a knot in your stomach and makes you feel like you're going to vomit at any second. Constant purges throughout the day when you know you have nothing to let out. Sometimes I wonder if emotional pain hurts more than physical pain. I know emotional pain can infect the mind and poison all other thoughts more than physical pain. It can torture every fiber of your entire being. Not all emotional distress, but the kind that is so bad, you cry all night, hyperventilate, and can't stay sleeping, even though that's all you wish to do. You have so many people to talk to, yet the one person you want to talk to is the one that hurt you so bad. Thoughts flow through your mind like white water rapids, splashing every which way, sticking around for only a few seconds, but never fully leaving.
This sounds like a terrible break up, but it has nothing to do with a guy. It's worse than any heartbreak story I've ever heard in my life. This is a true heart break, torn in half with a few stab wounds. Scars will be left, the heart will mend, though it may take a while. Just because you live with someone does not mean you know them. Your best friend has the ability to fuck with your heart almost more so than any guy you like. Especially when they're your sister. Your everything.

I Want You To Know..

....that it doesn't matter
Where we take this road someone's gotta go
And I want you to know you couldn't have loved me better
But I want you to move on so I'm already gone.

Forgot To Mention:

I want to start my day-to-day picture project.

I just need to set up the location for the shot and I'm too lazy to do such events...

I will get it started soon though. I can promise myself that.