THURSDAY'S POST
I think I'm going to start force feeding myself salads. I just almost threw up in my mouth after writing that. See the thing is, I am incredibly unhealthy. I don't eat nutritiously at all. I hate vegetables. Well corn is cool, but everyone seems to think that corn doesn't count because it's a starch. How rude. Anyway... I eat what I feel like eating with is anything with sugar. I have a sugar addiction and I don't throw that phrase around lightly. I definitely get withdrawals when I go without sugar. I can't stand salad for two reasons. 1) The taste. I can taste the dirt it grew in. And the salad dressings are not tasty to me either. 2) I don't like the way it feels in my mouth. This is the main reason why I can't and won't eat salads. The leafiness... the crunching... ew. It just feels wrong in my mouth (That's what she said). At first my dislike for vegetables never bothered me. Sure I'd have to work out a lot harder at the gym to lose weight and keep it off once I get to my goal, but it would be worth it. As I'm aging, I'm realizing that my body can't keep up with my eating habits. I feel sick a lot, and I know it's from what I'm eating. It's hard to eat healthy cause I'm so stubborn and I want what I want. And when it comes to food, I won't stop thinking about it until I get it. When are they going to make a food additive to make salad taste like candy? That would solve everything.
FRIDAY'S POST
I don’t know what to write about it. I’m tired and hungry. The hotel can’t check us in yet because they were full last night and won’t have any open rooms until after people check out. Oh well. Jason and I are here to see the Red Sox game tonight. At least it’s a night game and we’ll have time to sleep before the game. Wow, I am really hungry. Who knew that a Dunkin Donut can’t satisfy your hungry for 3 hours? Yeah, we should go get a breakfast Part 2. To kill some time, we’re going to the Sam Adam Brewery, and the JFK Library & Museum. I don’t know how much time that will kill, but it’ll take us about 40 minutes to get from the hotel to the brewery. I wish that I liked beer. That would make going to a brewery at 10am more fun. I’d also like to enjoy beer because it’s just cheaper, and is everywhere. I hate when I go to a bar and it’s a limited selection, like wine and beer only. I used to not care for wine, but I have grown a taste for red wine. I just can’t do it with beer. Beer is just bitter and unpleasant. I remember kids in high school saying, “Just keep drinking it, you’ll get used to it.” I don’t want to get used to bitter and unpleasant. I’ve tried different types of beer, and I just never found one that I could drink. The closest I can get to beer, I suppose, is the hard ciders. I can drink those, but it wouldn’t be my first choice. The first time I had a hard cider was during my acting class my first (only) year of college. Our teacher would call for a 5 minute break, which ALWAYS meant 20-30 minutes. We would all be back in class after 5 minutes and wait for him to return. One day some of my peers decided to take advantage of the long 5 minutes and decided to go to the Pub on campus. I had just turned 18 and I was in an Acting II class. I don’t how in my first semester I was able to bypass Acting I, but I did. Most of the other students there were at least 21. They let me tag along and one of the guys got me a hard cider. We drank and went back to class. I felt a little tipsy, and totally cool. We got back to class and hadn’t missed a thing. Then we watched a kid do a monologue from Hamlet. The performance was strange. Hamlet is my favorite Shakespeare play, so maybe I was a bit bias but the guy did an awful job. The teacher called upon me to critique him and I felt that my filter to censor negative comments was gone. I chose my words very carefully as my classmates knew what was going through my buzzed mind. The teacher didn't notice though. Oh it was fun hanging out with the big kids. Oh college.
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