Theme of the day: obesity, or more appropriately, the road to obesity. I love to eat, and hell it probably takes up most of my thoughts-- when I'm not daydreaming about my ridiculously fantastic future (which involves a smokin' bod). Yeah, they say that men think about sex like every other second or some horrifying statistic, but if you could pop into my mind in the middle of class, when everyone else is taking notes, and pretending not to have sexual fantasies, I am scribbling out a doodle of a hamburger, and planning out how I am going to get some grub in the ten minutes I have before my next class. Its sexy isn't it? I am irresistible, a stud in woman form, someone who can shove their face full...and never gain an inch...right? Yeah that's the problem. Ever since realizing that I will be graduating in December (and moving back home with the parentals, with much free time, and close access to a gym), I've given up the idea of wasting valuable drinking time running, or fretting over the calories of another piece of pizza-- dipped in ranch. Yeah I'm growing people and I cannot stop now! In fact I just ate a bag of popcorn. I'm getting butter all over my keyboard and I'm tempted to lick it off, maybe even gnaw on the laptop a little later when I'm sure to be ready to mow some more.
Cheers--here's to low-cal booze, late night snacks you would forget save for the crumbs in your bed, guys who like big butts, and skin that doesn't get stretch marks (fingers crossed). It's too late you guys. I'm unstoppable. I have two months of danger ahead.
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