Well, I am on week two of cardio and it is going a-ok.
Up to 25 mins three times a week and I swear I am dying of water-loss or something of the like.
I had a shower and I was parched, I was nearly tempted to drink the shower water but I didnae!
25 mins is kinda hard but I get old Freddie on and I am off.
That is all for today.
Also, went to cousin's house on Friday for her birthday party and once again the hair cutting subject was brought up, just because I want long hair I must be oppressed by mes parentinos. I tend to agree, not because it is true but because it is easier to agree as I don't get any satisfaction out of defending what my parents do. I know how they treated me when I was a child, I know how they treat me now, will arguing about it change? No, so for all intents and purposes you can assume that my parents keep me on lockdown, even though I don't live at home any more?
The fat, wannabe emo still wants a tattoo but her Dad has told her that she isn't allowed as only whores and uneducated fools have them *ahem*. I am mega proud of my Dad for what he said in response to that, hehehehe.
This truly is it.