im gunna show them who you really are.

i think im getting sick. like, sore throat crap. i haaaaate sore throats. i hate being sick in general. unless its the kind of sick where you dont eat for like a week and lose weight. baha.

its sooo tempting to eat when theres food laying all over the freaking place. ugh. especially when its a friday night and youve got absolutely nothing to freaking do. sooo, today was kind of a bust. like, i didnt totally kill over and binge. just didnt work out. cant work out unless stacy does. im not 18 so i cant get in solo. woooooot. but, i did have pe. we did do some "aerobic kickboxing" and weights. better than nothing.

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eggo strawberry swirl thing (140)
banana (070)
2 pizza slices (400)
total: (610)

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damnit.

damage: 610--at least.

in my way, theres you.

blaaaaaaaah. well, long time no journal. hm. i dont care anymore. asdl;kfjd.

ive acutally been working out and such. still dont know what i weigh, baha. im gunna keep track of my nummies and whatnot on here cause i dont want to mess with xanga. and supposedly if you keep track, youre more apt to lose weight. woot.

totally worked out last night, hardcore. 200 calories burnt on the treadmill, then another 100 on the elliptical. i did some weights and whatnot too. not much, but some. haha. not working out tonight cause its stacys meeting night. gah.

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breakfast: eggo strawberry swirl thing (140)
after schooooooool: banananananer (070)
total: (210)

minus (-)
alsdkfj;a.

damage: 210.