I hope no one minds but I'm going to go on a rant about my family. I hope someone can relate.
Ok, here's the deal, I moved out of my parent's house so I could attend college in another city. I get an apartment but it turns out that it costs more than I can afford so my parents are paying for it until graduation then I get to take over when I get a job after graduation. Because my mom is working here she lives with me 3 days a week.
So anyway, here's what I was thinking, eat very little sweets and try to excercise as much as possible. I was going great the first two weeks of my time here. Then my mom came, which wasn't bad, for the first week. Then she started buying Luna bars and ice cream and I start eating them.
Here is one thing that everyone should know, I am a sucker for sweet things. I can't resist them even if I try not to, I end up eating at least a small portion of anything sweet that I am offered. I also love to eat normal food. If I try NOT to eat as much as I usually do, I end up eating MORE then I intended to, always finding a rational reason to eat more. Exercise is the only thing that doesn't make me think of food. I like to excercise when I can get into it, you know, karate, dancing, so on.. but I don't have money for classes and no one to practice with.
Anyways, my little sister comes over about a month after I move, to get driving experience. I have no problem with her coming for that reason but she gets moody and makes a lot of stuff. Especially sweets. She knows about my weakness but she doesn't care. Whenever she says, "You can't have any." I want some. If she would keep her little trap shut I wouldn't raid it later. I hate being told I can't have something, it makes me want it more, it's that way with everything.
None of the above is what I am mad about, what I am mad about is that they leave a jar of cookies here right in the middle of the kitchen. Everytime I go near it, I am tempted to take one. I wish that they would just take thier sweets, bars, ice cream and all that stuff with them when I leave so that they have it and I don't which is my goal anyways.
Yes, I am weak when it comes to my sweet tooth, but when it comes to other things, I will fight with a passion. I need some support, someone to slap my hand when I go near sweets and not give into my begging. The oposite of what my mom does now. I need to resist temptation and get a regular exercise schedule but I just can't seem to do it even though I am trying. I do exercise but not regularly is all. I've probably lost 1 pound since I got out here because of the hot tea I was drinking for breakfast the first month.
Whew. Finally. I'm done with my rant now. But geez, I'm kind of fed up.
I hope someone will comment or start thier own rant here.
I'm gonna rant for a little bit..
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