I AM SO SICK OF BEING EVERYONE'S STUPID WELCOME MAT! I AM A HUMAN BEING! SOMEONE WITH EMOTIONS! SOMEONE WITH FEELINGS! SOMEONE WHO JUST WANTS TO BE LOVED WITHOUT NEGATIVITY!
I am sick of keeping people in my life who think it is okay to knock me down regardless of the situation. I have worked FAR TOO LONG to build myself up just to take more bullshit. I really just want to disappear from EVERYONE. My family, my friends, EVERYONE connected to me. Just drop out of their lives and truly see how they feel. The sad part is I know for a fact most of them won't give a single shit what happens. So fine after I start school I will only post once a week, I will be changing my phone number AND I WILL NOT be communicating with a lot of people. We will see who goes how far to make sure they have anything on or about me. In the end I already know who is going to do what. And in the end I already know who I am as a person and if that pisses anyone off then fine so be it. Maybe just perhaps the way you act pisses me off too. Anyways readers I am done ranting. Sorry about this. Stay Beautiful, I am going to go for a walk or something.
Wednesday, July 31, 2013
Ramadan Mubarak!!
Hello everyone! Sorry I have not posted lately. I have been off the computer because of Ramadan. I felt it gave me some more closure and time to think and plan my life from the way it was going. And I have been fixing everything I can fix. Now the rest is in God's Hands and I pray to him to help me.
Now enough with that. I have missed you readers! And from my fan mail and comments said to me I am assuming you missed me also. Which I don't mind at all. With my internship ending on Monday and trying to find myself a new job I have a lot of free time. This can be good and bad. The first thing on my agenda is to rev up my exercise. I am slowly hitting a plateau and I am not going to hit it gracefully I am going to collide into it and charge forward full force. Nothing is holding back my weight loss anymore. Once it is gone, it is gone for good.
So to talk about that. I want to talk about living as a young adult, you know where your primary thing to do is to eat with friends. It is SO FRUSTRATING TO HANG OUT WITH ANYONE! Seriously, I HATE HATE HATE going to eat out anymore. Way too much planning involved. It takes the joys out of it. I mean it is great that I can sit and talk to my friends, catch up or whatever, but in all honesty going out period is a pain in the butt.
First I have to know exactly where we are going, how long we will be out for, if we are going to go out and eat, where we will eat, etc. The list goes on. I have to pack a bag for everything. Some snack food if we don't go out but I start to get hungry. Water, I now pack 5 or 6 bottles just for myself so I can stay hydrated. A protein shake, in case I am majorly hungry. My epi-pen in case we go somewhere there is peanuts. My inhalers so I don't have an asthma attack. And then I pack whatever else I need for the day. All I know is when it comes to children I will be MAJOR prepared for whatever comes my way because I will be packed for it. Anyways at restaurants I can only eat about 4 things on the menu, then I can't order a drink or I can but can't eat. So I have to choose wisely, either which way nothing ever gets finished and I get weird looks from the waiter or waitress for being the fatty who couldn't finish their meal. I have found things like walks and sitting in the park or going to the beach way more enjoyable. Which I guess is the whole point of surgery but other than that I just have found a new hatred towards eating.
It is weird to realize how with one procedure your life changes. From friends you hang out with, to the choices you make and the activities you do. Like if I spend a day laying down I think to myself wow you are totally lazy you need to get up and go do something. Prior to surgery I didn't care I could lay down for that day and not care about anything going on. I was active when it came to fun, but lazy when it came to work. I feel so much more healthier and adventurous. My whole life seems to have taken a turn for the better.
I should tell everyone right now upfront, since we are speaking of my life changing for the better, I have decided to convert to Islamic Beliefs. It has truly spoken to me as a whole. And before anyone starts being ignorant, no it doesn't mean I am going to blow anything up, or whatever.
I have only been focused on the religious aspect of my life for about two months or so. However, I have been dedicated to it. I am planning to read the Shahada after Ramadan. I have sadly lost a few friends over converting but have gained many more. It is funny what happens to you when you grow up and do stuff on your own for once. Anyways this isn't a religious blog, this is a weight loss blog so I am going to continue with my weight loss.
I have been losing weight steadily and in another 2 months or so I will be hitting my half a year. My book is coming along wonderfully. I totally cannot wait for it to be finished next May. I am also working on two other books. One is about my medical life and slightly inspirational read and the other is a book about teenage and young adult depression and anxiety. The second one will take A LOT more work because I am fusing myself into the book along with facts and medical studies. I really want to reach out and help people who are in my shoes or been in my shoes and help them where I can. One reason I was depressed or am is because I always feel unneeded and alone. If my book makes one person not feel like that then I will be so much happier with my life, knowing what I did to help someone that day.
I should let you all know I am currently transitioning to a new location, and a new school. However I will make sure to keep this updated as much as possible on everything. I am so excited about starting my new life. Also I am starting a fundraiser for my new college because I can't afford it and sadly financial aid did not help me out as much as I had hoped. So if you would like to help out I am going to leave the link on my blog and you can donate. Thank you so much everyone. And Remember Stay Beautiful. By the way stay tuned for Deep Confessions Part 2. So excited!
http://www.gofundme.com/3s5y2g <<<< Link For Donations! Thank You! :-)
Now enough with that. I have missed you readers! And from my fan mail and comments said to me I am assuming you missed me also. Which I don't mind at all. With my internship ending on Monday and trying to find myself a new job I have a lot of free time. This can be good and bad. The first thing on my agenda is to rev up my exercise. I am slowly hitting a plateau and I am not going to hit it gracefully I am going to collide into it and charge forward full force. Nothing is holding back my weight loss anymore. Once it is gone, it is gone for good.
So to talk about that. I want to talk about living as a young adult, you know where your primary thing to do is to eat with friends. It is SO FRUSTRATING TO HANG OUT WITH ANYONE! Seriously, I HATE HATE HATE going to eat out anymore. Way too much planning involved. It takes the joys out of it. I mean it is great that I can sit and talk to my friends, catch up or whatever, but in all honesty going out period is a pain in the butt.
First I have to know exactly where we are going, how long we will be out for, if we are going to go out and eat, where we will eat, etc. The list goes on. I have to pack a bag for everything. Some snack food if we don't go out but I start to get hungry. Water, I now pack 5 or 6 bottles just for myself so I can stay hydrated. A protein shake, in case I am majorly hungry. My epi-pen in case we go somewhere there is peanuts. My inhalers so I don't have an asthma attack. And then I pack whatever else I need for the day. All I know is when it comes to children I will be MAJOR prepared for whatever comes my way because I will be packed for it. Anyways at restaurants I can only eat about 4 things on the menu, then I can't order a drink or I can but can't eat. So I have to choose wisely, either which way nothing ever gets finished and I get weird looks from the waiter or waitress for being the fatty who couldn't finish their meal. I have found things like walks and sitting in the park or going to the beach way more enjoyable. Which I guess is the whole point of surgery but other than that I just have found a new hatred towards eating.
It is weird to realize how with one procedure your life changes. From friends you hang out with, to the choices you make and the activities you do. Like if I spend a day laying down I think to myself wow you are totally lazy you need to get up and go do something. Prior to surgery I didn't care I could lay down for that day and not care about anything going on. I was active when it came to fun, but lazy when it came to work. I feel so much more healthier and adventurous. My whole life seems to have taken a turn for the better.
I should tell everyone right now upfront, since we are speaking of my life changing for the better, I have decided to convert to Islamic Beliefs. It has truly spoken to me as a whole. And before anyone starts being ignorant, no it doesn't mean I am going to blow anything up, or whatever.
I have only been focused on the religious aspect of my life for about two months or so. However, I have been dedicated to it. I am planning to read the Shahada after Ramadan. I have sadly lost a few friends over converting but have gained many more. It is funny what happens to you when you grow up and do stuff on your own for once. Anyways this isn't a religious blog, this is a weight loss blog so I am going to continue with my weight loss.
I have been losing weight steadily and in another 2 months or so I will be hitting my half a year. My book is coming along wonderfully. I totally cannot wait for it to be finished next May. I am also working on two other books. One is about my medical life and slightly inspirational read and the other is a book about teenage and young adult depression and anxiety. The second one will take A LOT more work because I am fusing myself into the book along with facts and medical studies. I really want to reach out and help people who are in my shoes or been in my shoes and help them where I can. One reason I was depressed or am is because I always feel unneeded and alone. If my book makes one person not feel like that then I will be so much happier with my life, knowing what I did to help someone that day.
I should let you all know I am currently transitioning to a new location, and a new school. However I will make sure to keep this updated as much as possible on everything. I am so excited about starting my new life. Also I am starting a fundraiser for my new college because I can't afford it and sadly financial aid did not help me out as much as I had hoped. So if you would like to help out I am going to leave the link on my blog and you can donate. Thank you so much everyone. And Remember Stay Beautiful. By the way stay tuned for Deep Confessions Part 2. So excited!
http://www.gofundme.com/3s5y2g <<<< Link For Donations! Thank You! :-)
Tuesday, July 16, 2013
A Letter To My Depression
Dear Depression,
Who the hell do you think you are trying to control me? I am not your servant. I DO NOT cater to your every whim. I shall get out of bed AS I PLEASE, without it being a chore. I shall enjoy MY life, without your negativity screaming in the back of my mind. I shall make friends, without thinking they are pretending to like me. No more will I grab a blade for you because you sing to me that I am nothing and better off six feet under. Just because you are part of me doesn't mean you own me, or will ever for this matter. I am better than what you make me think. I am stronger than what you make me feel.
In the past this letter would have been written different to you. This letter would tell you how I only serve you. How my arms were your cutting boards, my tears were your waterfalls. I would have said in this letter that I am not good enough and will never have real friends. I would have said depression is my only friend and I will do anything in this world to make sure it was happy... I don't care the extent because I didn't care for my life. I let you control everything depression. My way of thinking, talking, writing, you owned me. But not anymore.
I went and got help. I talk my issues out. I even had to go on medication to assist me in my fight against your grasp. NO MORE WILL I BOW TO YOU. THIS IS MY LIFE AND MY LIFE ONLY! You will let me live the way I want to even on days where you come on stronger than others...you will let me make my normal everyday choices. You will let me work, hang out, and live life to the fullest. We are going to have to live together for life. I don't mind if you don't, HOWEVER, I MAKE ALL THE SHOTS!...NOT you. You are there to make things a bit challenging but NOT to complicate things completely other than that...stay quiet and leave me be. We will get along great...one year now since I let you control me and counting...I love you merely because you make me, well, me. But other than that I hate you...you are nothing more than trouble...and so depression with all this said...I close my letter to you. I have said my thoughts and will go on to sleep peacefully. I hope you do too...for a very, very, VERY, long time.
Love,
Tia.
Friday, July 5, 2013
A Boyfriend....Would Be Nice...
So here I am and left and right I see friends with their beloved counterpart. And well I WANT THAT. I would say I am not too too picky. I just want a nice, smart, funny guy that I can connect with. I would like him to be a few inches taller but no biggie. Educated preferably in the medical field as well. Someone who likes watching movies and cuddling. But it seems like it isn't happening anytime soon. Sooooo I will just have to deal and watch my friends with their happiness. Everyone needs that one friend in life that is single and gives out decent advice right? Anyways it was something that was WAY needed to come off my chest prior to sleeping. Good Night Everyone! And remember Stay Beautiful. Good Night.
Thursday, July 4, 2013
HAPPY 4TH OF JULY!!
Hello everyone! Happy Fourth Of July!!! I am sorry about not blogging...I know it is turning into a bad habit of mine. I have been so busy lately with everything. My surgery recovery to internship to just my life in general.
Recently, since everyone has told me to get a life, I have been working on it. The problem is when you are overweight you tend to have low to NO self esteem, I mean my friends, like my real friends know the real me but my new friends or the ones I try to make don't know me as well so would probably be more judgmental than my real friends. I decided to take up dancing again. It is a great class but at the class I am the biggest one and the one who came into the class in the middle of the dance year. It stinks because everyone is already friends with someone else in some way or another, but I am determined to make one friend. Also, I LOVE this class. It is Indian Classical Dance. It is really hard and I practice as much as I can but it is hard to practice when you don't really know it that well. So, the teacher is letting me come a few extra days a week to drill the dance into me as much as the other dances have it drilled into them. I know I will be ready for October (when the dance is presented) because I am not a quitter and in the years I did dance I NEVER backed down from a performance.
Another thing I tell everyone is, when I went to get the filter removed from my surgery, they found a blood clot. It is tiny so no need to worry, but they did not get to remove it because of the clot. So I have had to adjust my life accordingly because of the clot. I am on blood thinners now so I have to plan my life out more than before. Because having gastric bypass wasn't hard as is. I have to plan my day out for something as simple as going to the grocery store. Yes, I do carry a planner around now. I bring bags with me everywhere I go. I bring them to the store, out with friends, concerts, EVERYWHERE. The things I can NEVER leave home without are; Asthma Medicines, Epi-pens, Water(for the entire day), Blood Thinners, Alcohol Pads, A Snack Or Two, and Allergy Pills. Like today we went to go to the fireworks and even though they said no bags I had to bring one. I sure as hell can't carry all that in my hands and a lot of those medicines can't be exposed to sunlight so clear bags were a no go. I wanted to live life on the edge like most young adults and teens do. Now, if I forget like water, that is my life on the edge. I never loved water as much as I do now. If I forget water for a day, I get full body aches, my head HURTS, I see stars and the room spins when I get up. It is the worst feeling ever, I just want to sleep. However if I drink water after the symptoms appear an hour or so later I am good. So planning every hours of my life is hell but I feel it is good for me. Makes me feel responsible knowing I am ready for the entire day.
Today was the fourth of July. And in three days begins Ramadan. I am going to warn you all right now I am participating in this holiday and will be glad to share my experience around August 9th. I will be posting one more blog before it begins and may post a blog half way through so I can keep everyone updated. This will also give me time to work on Deep Confessions Part 2, as well as work on myself in a religious perspective. I feel I am working on myself health wise, mentality wise, but leaving religious views out. I feel maybe everyone in some aspect should have a religious side to them and everyone's views will be different but they are something you should work on as you grow older. So that is about it. I mean other than trying to find a boyfriend. That search is well not so grand but he is out there for me and one day I shall find him and be happy. Until then I will focus on me. Anyways it is late. Happy 4th Of July. I Hope everyone had a great day. I will blog again eventually. Love You. And Remember, Stay Beautiful.
Recently, since everyone has told me to get a life, I have been working on it. The problem is when you are overweight you tend to have low to NO self esteem, I mean my friends, like my real friends know the real me but my new friends or the ones I try to make don't know me as well so would probably be more judgmental than my real friends. I decided to take up dancing again. It is a great class but at the class I am the biggest one and the one who came into the class in the middle of the dance year. It stinks because everyone is already friends with someone else in some way or another, but I am determined to make one friend. Also, I LOVE this class. It is Indian Classical Dance. It is really hard and I practice as much as I can but it is hard to practice when you don't really know it that well. So, the teacher is letting me come a few extra days a week to drill the dance into me as much as the other dances have it drilled into them. I know I will be ready for October (when the dance is presented) because I am not a quitter and in the years I did dance I NEVER backed down from a performance.
Another thing I tell everyone is, when I went to get the filter removed from my surgery, they found a blood clot. It is tiny so no need to worry, but they did not get to remove it because of the clot. So I have had to adjust my life accordingly because of the clot. I am on blood thinners now so I have to plan my life out more than before. Because having gastric bypass wasn't hard as is. I have to plan my day out for something as simple as going to the grocery store. Yes, I do carry a planner around now. I bring bags with me everywhere I go. I bring them to the store, out with friends, concerts, EVERYWHERE. The things I can NEVER leave home without are; Asthma Medicines, Epi-pens, Water(for the entire day), Blood Thinners, Alcohol Pads, A Snack Or Two, and Allergy Pills. Like today we went to go to the fireworks and even though they said no bags I had to bring one. I sure as hell can't carry all that in my hands and a lot of those medicines can't be exposed to sunlight so clear bags were a no go. I wanted to live life on the edge like most young adults and teens do. Now, if I forget like water, that is my life on the edge. I never loved water as much as I do now. If I forget water for a day, I get full body aches, my head HURTS, I see stars and the room spins when I get up. It is the worst feeling ever, I just want to sleep. However if I drink water after the symptoms appear an hour or so later I am good. So planning every hours of my life is hell but I feel it is good for me. Makes me feel responsible knowing I am ready for the entire day.
Today was the fourth of July. And in three days begins Ramadan. I am going to warn you all right now I am participating in this holiday and will be glad to share my experience around August 9th. I will be posting one more blog before it begins and may post a blog half way through so I can keep everyone updated. This will also give me time to work on Deep Confessions Part 2, as well as work on myself in a religious perspective. I feel I am working on myself health wise, mentality wise, but leaving religious views out. I feel maybe everyone in some aspect should have a religious side to them and everyone's views will be different but they are something you should work on as you grow older. So that is about it. I mean other than trying to find a boyfriend. That search is well not so grand but he is out there for me and one day I shall find him and be happy. Until then I will focus on me. Anyways it is late. Happy 4th Of July. I Hope everyone had a great day. I will blog again eventually. Love You. And Remember, Stay Beautiful.
Sunday, June 23, 2013
My Weekend Of June 21st!
So my weekend was really eventful needless to say. I say eventful because there was some good times and some bad, but mainly good times happened. So I think to tell it I will go day by day.
FRIDAY:
So Friday I was told to go get my filter from surgery removed. I felt like everything was finally done and I could go back to getting my life back on track. I went in at nine in the morning checked in and went to ultrasound. My ultrasound technician sort of made me feel uncomfortable while examining me because first he sounded as though everything looked great, then would sound like it wasn't and get really quiet. I had the feeling I knew what was happening and I didn't like it, but tried to stay positive. He took me to Interventional Radiology and they had me strip down and change into a Johnnie. I looked in the small mirror they had in the room and told myself this is it, after this you are done and you can continue with life they way you were. I was more excited than scared at this point. Unfortunately, they fell behind schedule with the stupid procedures so I had to wait a bit of time before they could do mine. When I got into the procedure room I started getting nervous and scared however, they sedated me so I don't remember much. I remember they took a picture of the filter and told me I had a blood clot in my filter and they could not remove it. I was a mixture of emotions. If that filter was not placed in, I could potentially be dead right now. This blog wouldn't even be able to be written. They told me not to worry and with blood thinners the clot will dissolve. So they placed me on a blood thinner. Now getting things in mid-afternoon on a Friday is really hard to do. So I had to go to the E.R. to receive the first dose while I went to fill the prescription. I was in a lot of pain, I was confused about everything, anxious, and not feeling well because I have not really eaten or drunken anything that day, the disorganization of the what if's was not my friend that day. So at six that evening I was in the E.R. fighting with the admitting nurse to let me get my shot so I could go home and sleep. The nurse at the office told me she was informed of everything and she would give me it with no problem. I was so annoyed, my tiredness was the only thing stopping me from choking her out. I had to undergo blood tests and then wait for them to come back, unluckily I had my own room to wait in, so it was not so bad at all. The nurse came in with the shot and some pills. I am not suppose to take pills due to surgery, however she was not going to discharge me until I had taken the pills. So I took them and hoped everything would be alright. She gave me the shots, WHICH KILL, and sent me on my way with the prescriptions. I felt like I was going to collapse, and I have no clue why. My neck was sore and stiff and I just wanted to go and sleep. I went to CVS with my friend and filled out my prescriptions, I personally thought it was going to be a pain in the butt to do but it wasn't, it was ready in like 10 minutes, I was thrilled. My friend and I went home rested for a while then went to get some dinner and then went and got some flip-flops that were a dollar. When I came home I shaved my friend's head and gave her a mohawk (only because I couldn't convince her not to get one) ate a little bit then crashed.
SATURDAY:
I woke up at nine to give myself my shot only to find one cat puked and the other one pooped.After cleaning up everything and eating some breakfast, I then decided to dye my hair red. After about a half hour of waiting I rinsed my hair out and thought it didn't dye only to see I had really nice red tinted streaks. I couldn't complain. I showered and got ready to go out with some friends, which is what I really needed after a bad day prior to this one. We went to Lowell (we being me and two other friends) to hang with some friends.I didn't think I would have as much fun as I did, but it was a blast. We went to a new restaurant called TreMonte Pizzeria. And folks it is HARD to go out and try to order while you know the stuff on the menu will either make you sick or you just wouldn't be able to finish it all. I ended up just ordering an appetizer that I knew I could eat with no problems. The food looked delicious. And I was glad I got to experience it all with my friends. We then joined up with some other friends and decided to play the game Cards Against Humanity. It was so much fun. I didn't win, though we stopped half way through the game, so there wasn't really a winner. We then went to Wings, a chicken place, for dinner. The menu looked like there was just so much food, I decided to share my food with my friend who was also not that hungry. Then the BEST stop of the day was going to the one place I had always wanted to go to, Brewed Awakenin, I felt like a child who wanted to go to Disney and finally got to go. I had the Fruit Medley Iced Tea with Honey. It tasted a little like cough syrup but not in a bad way, then I ate a ton of ice. We sat there and talked and danced and hung out for a bit until we were invited to another friend's dorm room. When we got there we watched the Bruins game and joked around and just had some fun talking and catching up in life. When we all went home, I was so tired I just couldn't think of anything else but sleeping.
SUNDAY:
Woke up. Did Shot. Got ready for GRADUATION PARTY. Not mine however, my best friend's party. She had a lot of people there that I didn't know, but once the ice was broken I did not mind the company at all. It is hard to write about today because it was a very fast pace kind of day. Lots of guitar playing, food, people catching up in life, football games in the yard, and that is about it. I mean it wasn't a typical grad party, but who has those anymore. I know my friends don't. So yeah when I came home I felt the need to blog about my weekend, HOWEVER, it is getting late. So with that said I wish you a good night and will have another blog out tomorrow. I am sorry Sunday doesn't seem eventful but I promise you it was. I am just really tired so I quickly summed it up. Anyways, I have work tomorrow, and I am tired. So please my fellow readers remember to always...Stay Beautiful. Good Night. :-)
FRIDAY:
So Friday I was told to go get my filter from surgery removed. I felt like everything was finally done and I could go back to getting my life back on track. I went in at nine in the morning checked in and went to ultrasound. My ultrasound technician sort of made me feel uncomfortable while examining me because first he sounded as though everything looked great, then would sound like it wasn't and get really quiet. I had the feeling I knew what was happening and I didn't like it, but tried to stay positive. He took me to Interventional Radiology and they had me strip down and change into a Johnnie. I looked in the small mirror they had in the room and told myself this is it, after this you are done and you can continue with life they way you were. I was more excited than scared at this point. Unfortunately, they fell behind schedule with the stupid procedures so I had to wait a bit of time before they could do mine. When I got into the procedure room I started getting nervous and scared however, they sedated me so I don't remember much. I remember they took a picture of the filter and told me I had a blood clot in my filter and they could not remove it. I was a mixture of emotions. If that filter was not placed in, I could potentially be dead right now. This blog wouldn't even be able to be written. They told me not to worry and with blood thinners the clot will dissolve. So they placed me on a blood thinner. Now getting things in mid-afternoon on a Friday is really hard to do. So I had to go to the E.R. to receive the first dose while I went to fill the prescription. I was in a lot of pain, I was confused about everything, anxious, and not feeling well because I have not really eaten or drunken anything that day, the disorganization of the what if's was not my friend that day. So at six that evening I was in the E.R. fighting with the admitting nurse to let me get my shot so I could go home and sleep. The nurse at the office told me she was informed of everything and she would give me it with no problem. I was so annoyed, my tiredness was the only thing stopping me from choking her out. I had to undergo blood tests and then wait for them to come back, unluckily I had my own room to wait in, so it was not so bad at all. The nurse came in with the shot and some pills. I am not suppose to take pills due to surgery, however she was not going to discharge me until I had taken the pills. So I took them and hoped everything would be alright. She gave me the shots, WHICH KILL, and sent me on my way with the prescriptions. I felt like I was going to collapse, and I have no clue why. My neck was sore and stiff and I just wanted to go and sleep. I went to CVS with my friend and filled out my prescriptions, I personally thought it was going to be a pain in the butt to do but it wasn't, it was ready in like 10 minutes, I was thrilled. My friend and I went home rested for a while then went to get some dinner and then went and got some flip-flops that were a dollar. When I came home I shaved my friend's head and gave her a mohawk (only because I couldn't convince her not to get one) ate a little bit then crashed.
SATURDAY:
I woke up at nine to give myself my shot only to find one cat puked and the other one pooped.After cleaning up everything and eating some breakfast, I then decided to dye my hair red. After about a half hour of waiting I rinsed my hair out and thought it didn't dye only to see I had really nice red tinted streaks. I couldn't complain. I showered and got ready to go out with some friends, which is what I really needed after a bad day prior to this one. We went to Lowell (we being me and two other friends) to hang with some friends.I didn't think I would have as much fun as I did, but it was a blast. We went to a new restaurant called TreMonte Pizzeria. And folks it is HARD to go out and try to order while you know the stuff on the menu will either make you sick or you just wouldn't be able to finish it all. I ended up just ordering an appetizer that I knew I could eat with no problems. The food looked delicious. And I was glad I got to experience it all with my friends. We then joined up with some other friends and decided to play the game Cards Against Humanity. It was so much fun. I didn't win, though we stopped half way through the game, so there wasn't really a winner. We then went to Wings, a chicken place, for dinner. The menu looked like there was just so much food, I decided to share my food with my friend who was also not that hungry. Then the BEST stop of the day was going to the one place I had always wanted to go to, Brewed Awakenin, I felt like a child who wanted to go to Disney and finally got to go. I had the Fruit Medley Iced Tea with Honey. It tasted a little like cough syrup but not in a bad way, then I ate a ton of ice. We sat there and talked and danced and hung out for a bit until we were invited to another friend's dorm room. When we got there we watched the Bruins game and joked around and just had some fun talking and catching up in life. When we all went home, I was so tired I just couldn't think of anything else but sleeping.
SUNDAY:
Woke up. Did Shot. Got ready for GRADUATION PARTY. Not mine however, my best friend's party. She had a lot of people there that I didn't know, but once the ice was broken I did not mind the company at all. It is hard to write about today because it was a very fast pace kind of day. Lots of guitar playing, food, people catching up in life, football games in the yard, and that is about it. I mean it wasn't a typical grad party, but who has those anymore. I know my friends don't. So yeah when I came home I felt the need to blog about my weekend, HOWEVER, it is getting late. So with that said I wish you a good night and will have another blog out tomorrow. I am sorry Sunday doesn't seem eventful but I promise you it was. I am just really tired so I quickly summed it up. Anyways, I have work tomorrow, and I am tired. So please my fellow readers remember to always...Stay Beautiful. Good Night. :-)
Sunday, June 16, 2013
DOWN SIXTY-ONE!!!
Yes folks I have lost a total of 61 Pounds. I feel GREAT! NOT because of looks or anything but because I FEEL fantastic. I don't feel tired as often, or as lazy as I was before. I would like to take a minute to talk about the emails I have been receiving.
First off I would like to thank everyone who is taking the time to write me about my blog. I feel like I have already accomplished my overall goal in helping people. HOWEVER, people are emailing my business email and seeing I feel obligated to read emails and respond it is pulling time away from my work. So I came up with an idea so we can all be happy. I have decided to give you all an email spot where you can write whatever you would like about my blog and on the weekends I will read and write back. The address is mybattlethroughthepounds@gmail.com. You can write me stories, topics you would like me to talk about or whatever. I don't care I will read and respond to them all.
Secondly I would like to respond to the anonymous hate mail I keep receiving. Unfortunately I can not respond to them via email HOWEVER seeing they wrote me about the blog it would seem they are readers of my blog. Well I will say I DON'T CARE about your negative attitude for what I do in MY life. Yes, I am battling weight loss. Yes, a lot of people are known to gain weight back but I can assure you I WILL NOT be one of those people. Another thing that was said in the hate mail is "fat people ruin the economy"...well I believe it is your stupidity that is ruining the economy. A lot of people say the hate mail is bad or I should report it, but in all honesty I don't care. They are taking time out of their life to read my blog and write me an e-mail ANONYMOUSLY mind you about how much they dislike me. Well, I am gaining more from my writing than from their messages. Besides as celebrities say "All publicity is good publicity." It works the same for page views for my blog. So Thank You muchly.
Anyways I feel my blog is doing wonderful, I wish I could find time to write more because a lot of the time I do have A LOT on my mind that I would like to get out and talk about however by the time I get home I don't really remember what I wanted to say. So I started bringing a notebook with me everywhere. Today I went for a walk with my friend to a great frozen yogurt place and had some raspberry and lime froyo. It was delicious, we started to walk back after eating and I began to realize the complications of the surgery. I felt crampy and bloated, so we had to stop a few times. When we got home I was sweating as though I ran a marathon so I took a shower and did my hair and rested. So now that I am feeling better I am writing my blog. I feel writing at least weekly is good to catch people up on my life. I have been going to a bunch of graduations and I look back on my life and really glad I am out of high school. I don't miss high school, however I truly miss my friends from high school. I have been thinking once I am done with this whole experience, like down to my goal weight, I should have a "Birthday Party" where I show everyone the new me. I think I should do that. Show everyone that I could do it and that I will continue to do it.
Anyways again thank you for the emails. Thank you for reading and celebrating my triumphs. Good Night and Remember My Lovely Readers Stay Beautiful.
First off I would like to thank everyone who is taking the time to write me about my blog. I feel like I have already accomplished my overall goal in helping people. HOWEVER, people are emailing my business email and seeing I feel obligated to read emails and respond it is pulling time away from my work. So I came up with an idea so we can all be happy. I have decided to give you all an email spot where you can write whatever you would like about my blog and on the weekends I will read and write back. The address is mybattlethroughthepounds@gmail.com. You can write me stories, topics you would like me to talk about or whatever. I don't care I will read and respond to them all.
Secondly I would like to respond to the anonymous hate mail I keep receiving. Unfortunately I can not respond to them via email HOWEVER seeing they wrote me about the blog it would seem they are readers of my blog. Well I will say I DON'T CARE about your negative attitude for what I do in MY life. Yes, I am battling weight loss. Yes, a lot of people are known to gain weight back but I can assure you I WILL NOT be one of those people. Another thing that was said in the hate mail is "fat people ruin the economy"...well I believe it is your stupidity that is ruining the economy. A lot of people say the hate mail is bad or I should report it, but in all honesty I don't care. They are taking time out of their life to read my blog and write me an e-mail ANONYMOUSLY mind you about how much they dislike me. Well, I am gaining more from my writing than from their messages. Besides as celebrities say "All publicity is good publicity." It works the same for page views for my blog. So Thank You muchly.
Anyways I feel my blog is doing wonderful, I wish I could find time to write more because a lot of the time I do have A LOT on my mind that I would like to get out and talk about however by the time I get home I don't really remember what I wanted to say. So I started bringing a notebook with me everywhere. Today I went for a walk with my friend to a great frozen yogurt place and had some raspberry and lime froyo. It was delicious, we started to walk back after eating and I began to realize the complications of the surgery. I felt crampy and bloated, so we had to stop a few times. When we got home I was sweating as though I ran a marathon so I took a shower and did my hair and rested. So now that I am feeling better I am writing my blog. I feel writing at least weekly is good to catch people up on my life. I have been going to a bunch of graduations and I look back on my life and really glad I am out of high school. I don't miss high school, however I truly miss my friends from high school. I have been thinking once I am done with this whole experience, like down to my goal weight, I should have a "Birthday Party" where I show everyone the new me. I think I should do that. Show everyone that I could do it and that I will continue to do it.
Anyways again thank you for the emails. Thank you for reading and celebrating my triumphs. Good Night and Remember My Lovely Readers Stay Beautiful.
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