I Used to be Fat.

So there has been a lot of TV watching this week being at home with the fam. I usually don't watch tv, but it's been kind of nice to have nothing better to do than to sit down to a nice episode of "I Used to be Fat." Seriously, there is a show called this. It's a weight loss show about these people who lose like 100+ pounds in like 4 months. It's pretty amazing actually. This show combined with the outrageous amounts of food I've been eating this week got me thinking about that time when

I used to be fat.

It's true. I'm not just saying this. During my senior year I lost a grand total of 30 lbs. And yes, you're probably thinking about how I'm not even that skinny now! (Since May I think I've put 10 of it back on. Diet starts again January 1.) But it's true. My brother didn't believe me either until he saw this beauty picture of me from The first month of my Senior year.

All pride aside, this is the heaviest I've ever been:

Yes, the belly spilling over the belt with some stubby lil legs, a round face, and two chins.

Oh, and how about that terrible mullet I'm rockin here? WHAT!!?

Booty Pop.

"From flat to fab in seconds with Booty Pop!"

Did there ever exhist a more wonderful white elephant gift?

I think not.

Boys. GIrls.

I've noticed something lately. When boys meet other boys who have mutual friends with their friends who are girls, they are very civil to one another.

"Hey what's up man? What's your name?" They get rollin on a topic, where they're from, who they know, whatever.

When girls walk into an appartment with other girls who are mutual friends with their friends who are boys, it's not the same story. They ignore eachother and pretend they are the only ones present.

If only girls could be a little more like boys..

Finals

I'm coming up on my first finals week of my entire life.

We never had "finals" in High School.

I'm a lil nerves.

Libra.

Horoscopes are for reals. I don't care what anyone says. Sometimes when I read my horoscope, I feel like there is someone out there playing a trick on me who knows my life story. And no, I'm not joking here.