hoobastank
yes, it did suck. it kinda got me down and angry. but it's not like i'm not doing anything about it. then i thought, why would i get mad when i think the exact same thing. i guess i'm not as delusional as i thought i was.
i woke up this morning and watched this episode of Oprah that my mother taped. it was Bob Greene. and his diet called the best life diet. yes of course i watched it. man it makes me angry to see these women who are like 250 pounds drop 120 pounds. and i can't even drop 5. and the thing that bugs me is that no matter what i do, i'm the same weight. i can eat like the biggest pig ever and still be the same, i can go for days eating less and excercising more and still be the same. maybe it's 'cause i'm italian. Bob Greene said that we should watch out for regular pasta. and i was like :jawdrop:
well i'm sorry mister Bob Greene, what if you happen to be raised by a bunch of crazy Italians? do i have any exception to rule, hmm? because i know my mom makes pasta like.. at least 3 or 4 times a week, and when i tell them i'm not hungry and that i'm not eating, they automatically think there's something wrong and get mad at me until i sit down and eat something. another thing Bob said is that i shouldn't eat white bread. and i was like, yay for that. i don't think my mom's ever bought white bread in my whole entire life. i used to hate it, but i can't stand white bread. it's so like.. plain. whole grain bread is so good. he also said to stop drinking soda. which doesn't really affect me because i only drink soda on special occasions. #2) foods with trans-fats. i don't eat foods with trans-fats because my mother is a health nut and makes sure nothing in our house has trans-fats haha. #3) fried foods. which i don't really have either. #6) high fat dairy products. and that's where it got me. he said an example was ice cream, well i don't really eat ice cream all that much.. i do like cheese though. that damn cheddar..
but i was looking at this list and i was like. kay, well i'm not really doing anything wrong. then why do i feel so.. wrong.
i think it's all in how i eat. i mean, i always know not to eat two hours before bed, but i break that a lot since it seems really stupid. but Oprah re-inforced it, so i was like. ok maybe i'll try. so i am swearing to myself that i won't eat after 7:30 pm everyday. and i'll see what happens. he said to drink water. and well, i do reasonably well with that. i think the thing that gets me most is how often i eat though. i should only have 3 meals a day and 2 snacks at most. which is pretty difficult when you go to school. i eat during my blocks and i never eat at lunch, i get home and eat then i eat supper a few hours after, and then i eat something after supper too. ITS HORRIBLE. he also said to add a vitamin supplement. which i have no problem doing. i take three different vitamins everday. and i have them in my room so i won't forget.
i swear it's 'cause i'm Italian. i have the thighs hips and ass of an Italian. sometimes i hate it, and sometimes i'm actually quite proud of it i'm not going to lie. because i would rather have all that than have nothing at all, you know what i mean?
but anyways, enough of that. this morning i woke up and had yogurt. and for lunch i made eggs and toast. so what's with these Omega eggs that i have? i saw them and they had printing on them that said Omega or something and i was like.. umm ok. and they were really hard to break open too. haha i remember when we had ducks last spring (to eat, of course haha), and my dad would get them fat and he would bring their eggs in and once my mom made duck eggs. DUCK EGGS. yes, i have eaten duck eggs in the place of chicken eggs. my brother didn't like them, i didn't really notice a difference. i thought it was funny. then i thought of the Flintstones, and when Wilma makes dinosaur eggs...
now i'm sitting here listening to a really gay band. i guess it's kind of a guilty pleasure. from grade eight. it sucks how i know all the words...







