to focus on weight loss and building muscle when only my brother (who got me started on it) and myself actually care about it (my brother is at the point where he’s just building muscle and sculpting it and shit). And a perfect example of this is right now. We had dinner, then my parents had ice cream, my brother had strawberries with cottage cheese and I had hot chocolate. Not so bad right? So now my parents are eating cheese n crackers. And this shit doesn’t happen every now and then it happens all the fucking time. ALL THE FUCKING TIME. It’s taking so much to not have any and i don’t want any to begin with but it’s just the fact that it’s out and there and easy to reach. It’s fucking aggravating. Just constant snacking and shit. ugh.
go on a date with a girl that I like wearing the fanciest clothes possible and go somewhere where we’d be overdressed, so overdressed that we’d get looks. And then we’d just giggle and laugh because we would know how ridiculous we looked. Just go to a non-fancy sit-in restaurant or a fast-food joint and have fun. Or with the same attire just throw paint at each other in the middle of NYC or some other shit because we could. I that that would be lovely.