Apparently the beach day tomorrow is gonna be a workout at the beach…and here i am thinking it was just a leisurely calm tanning day full of conversation and laughs…i’m so naive. I’m not in shape for this shit…
I’ve been sick for about a week now, felt like shit, mono maybe, on top of pink eye. To make up for my lack of a weekend and lack of gym time I’ll go hard this week. I have not felt this good in a while. Feel good music out, get the fuck off your ass music on. >=]
What i like to work out to. Cause bad bitches are who i go to the gym for. XD That Vegas body is coming along slowly.
This past weekend in order to get better quickly I turned off my cell phone stayed at home rested as much as I could and listened to my Tumblr feel good music. Now I’m feeling pretty good and 80% normal. Tomorrow, gotta work, but at least I’ll feel healthy.
Just because I don’t show it doesn’t mean I don’t feel it. Everybody that knows me well enough know how much I care. This is why I love them, they don’t need a reminder, they don’t need me to prove anything.
My parents are amazing. My mom takes care of me in more ways than one, she knows what’s best for me because she understands who I am. WHICH IS FUCKING FRUSTRATING AT TIMES!! Haha she also understands why i would be mad and frustrated so they take give me my space. My parents know enough to not get on my case on anything because they know I already know. They understand I’m harder on myself than a lot of people are. They respect my opinion on anything and actually listen to what i have to say because I’ve learned from the best. I don’t celebrate Mothers Day or Fathers Day because they’re both amazing and 1 day in the year is not enough to show how much i love them both.