When you work 2 - 9:30 one day, and then the next day you work 9 a.m. - 3:30. I really hate it. Like, what am I suppose to accomplish between 9:30 p.m and 9 a.m? I usually sleep for 9 - 10 hours. Not to mention I have to eat, shower, and never automatically sleep when my head hits the pillow. So I get about 5 hours of sleep at the most.
So to start off, I currently weigh 118 lbs. at 5’7”. I know, I’m a fucking cow. My ribs stick out and so do my hip bones. I have a really tiny muffin top sometimes (of course that’s what I get for wearing super skinny size 3 jeans when I should be wearing size 5) but I am an adult female so I do have hips. I have an ass, and boobs, but I’m skinny. I look like a cow.
I work at Godiva so I’m around chocolate constantly. So let’s see what I ate today:
- Wildberry Poptart
- Chicken In A Biscuit Jimmy Dean Sandwich
- About 12 Godiva Truffles
- Teriyaki Chicken & Rice from the food court at the mall.
- PB&J Uncrustable
- Loaded Baked Potato Pringles (about half a can)
- Two packs of Oriental Top Ramen
- One can of Beefaroni
- A Bologna and Cheese Sandwich
That meal overview is what I’ve basically been eating like, every day of my life. And like you read previously, I am 118 lbs at 5’7”. My ribs stick out and so do my hip bones. I’m not a healthy eater by any means. I hate fruit, and I hate vegetables. But no matter what I eat, I’ve remained within the 110 - 120 lb. range. So I’ve come to the conclusion that ‘eating healthy’ has NOTHING to do with losing weight. Yeah, it might make you healthier, but I honestly don’t believe that it makes you skinnier. You know what will make you skinnier? Getting off your ass and doing some exercise instead of sitting on Tumblr posting a list of what you ate healthy that day to a bunch of followers who couldn’t give a fuck less. Stop bitching, start exercising.
So please, do yourself a favor and go on the ‘Eat Whatever You Fucking Want” diet. Because eating healthy really has nothing to do with losing weight. It’s all about your metabolism and exercise.
You see a picture of your ex and their girlfriend and not only do you find him extremely repulsive looking, but you can’t help think “Wow, the love of my life is so much better than that. In every single way.”
Lesson Learned: The love of your life makes every other boy/man in the world look like a pile of steaming cow shit.
I love you so much Joe. <3