Schools In for Summer
Summer classes are a major pain in my arse. I was seriously contemplating
giving a go to an affair with the young teacher in my politics class to shake
things up (I'm only half joking when I say this). That was until he dropped
the “wife” line. WHAT THE HELL! He’s only like 28. What happened to the good
old days of bachelordom and taking advantage of supple young girls who
want A's to boost their GPA?
And on top of all this discouragosity I’ve stolen my Mother’s weight-watchers
books while she’s off gallivanting with her sister in California doing whatever
it is that 60 year old women do…..I digress.
So I’ve meticulously been following the ‘point system’ and hitting the
gym everyday.
‘Wow, how slender you must be getting’ is what you’re thinking right now, right? Well, wrong!
There has been absolutely no pay off on the scale yet. And I’ve tried about
everything. Weighing myself after peeing. Sleeping instead of eating.
Doing homework on the Elliptical. Weighing my food down to the ounce to
make sure I’m staying on track. I even joined Glamour magazine’s
‘Body by Glamour’ program..
But yet nothing!
If it’s this hard when I’m 20, I don’t even want to think about kicking off
those baby lbs 15 (or 20 if I'm gutsy and not intimidated by down-syndrome and old eggs) years from now.
Adoption or Nothing. I don’t want my fruits of the womb leaving their pits
on my thighs or love handles (though a little boost in the boobage vicinity
would be nice)
Off to the gym now. Any tips from all you slender men killers out there?
Or are men killers a dying breed?
This is depressing.
giving a go to an affair with the young teacher in my politics class to shake
things up (I'm only half joking when I say this). That was until he dropped
the “wife” line. WHAT THE HELL! He’s only like 28. What happened to the good
old days of bachelordom and taking advantage of supple young girls who
want A's to boost their GPA?
And on top of all this discouragosity I’ve stolen my Mother’s weight-watchers
books while she’s off gallivanting with her sister in California doing whatever
it is that 60 year old women do…..I digress.
So I’ve meticulously been following the ‘point system’ and hitting the
gym everyday.
‘Wow, how slender you must be getting’ is what you’re thinking right now, right? Well, wrong!
There has been absolutely no pay off on the scale yet. And I’ve tried about
everything. Weighing myself after peeing. Sleeping instead of eating.
Doing homework on the Elliptical. Weighing my food down to the ounce to
make sure I’m staying on track. I even joined Glamour magazine’s
‘Body by Glamour’ program..
But yet nothing!
If it’s this hard when I’m 20, I don’t even want to think about kicking off
those baby lbs 15 (or 20 if I'm gutsy and not intimidated by down-syndrome and old eggs) years from now.
Adoption or Nothing. I don’t want my fruits of the womb leaving their pits
on my thighs or love handles (though a little boost in the boobage vicinity
would be nice)
Off to the gym now. Any tips from all you slender men killers out there?
Or are men killers a dying breed?
This is depressing.
