DRINK THE WILD AIR

A certain extent of feeling sorry for yourself. I understand on a psychological level it’s a natural step in grieving or coping but other than that sometimes you have to suck it up. My best friend is being a Debbie downer because her ex boyfriend and her have been on and off for 3 years. She always wants more and he always says he wants nothing serious. He either ends up hooking up with someone else or she asks him what they are and he again says I want nothing serious. I can’t force her to get the hint that he’s 27 and isn’t going to commit to her anytime soon. But now were on a mini vacation a few hours from home and all she wants to do is lay in bed. If I’m sad the last thing on earth I want to do is lay in my bed. I’d rather be distracted and go out and pretend to have fun. I don’t know, I just honestly don’t get it. I understand it but I do not get it at all. Then she blows up his phone with drunk texts all night and he gets annoyed, then she’s sad because he’s crabby. Don’t freakin text him all night then!

Whatever, this has been a rant.

My dad texted me, I haven’t talked to him since Easter. I miss him more than anything.

Wholefoodsmarket.com has a section called Health Starts Here with a 28 day food challenge. Although I’m not doing the challenge, it has some great recipes and helpful tips about eating unprocessed food.

I’m also super mad right now because my work always force feeds me ice cream and cakes and I seriously don’t know how to say no. I feel like I’m being rude but it added an extra 330 calories and 20 grams of fat to my day. Now I feel strapped for dinner, I have like 400 calories and I’m negative 1 on my fat totals. So annoying. Especially because I had such an awesome day yesterday. I wouldn’t be complaining if I wasn’t working until 11pm tonight, I’d just go rollerblade for an hour and be good to go.

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I want to follow at least 200 more blogs. I’ll follow everyone who reblogs this later tonight. :)