Emergency Rooms Are My Own Personal Form Of Hell.

Last night I spent several hours in the emergency room. I cut a three inch wide one and a half inch deep slice in my arm. Now I am home alone scared to death of the fucking bill and I have no idea on how to pay my rent after a six hundred dollar Hospital bill.

And that is not including the doctors bill that is coming in the mail.

Fuck my life.

I am ready to fucking kill something.

And my arm fucking hurts.

Mayhem

Update on life.

172.5 pounds, not bad but not great either. Fuck my life.

By the way my roomate is pissed off. Kelvin pissed him off by saying that he can smoke in the house anymore. Don't get me wrong I agree with him. The smell of his room is discusting and I don't want it in our house but it is all he does. So we agreed before he even moved in that he could smoke in his room.

I don't think that I will have a room mate for very long.

Mayhem

Kel says that I have been eating fine amounts so I think I should cut it back a bit more. I ate one mango a small salad and 1/3 of a large chicken wrap. I am subsequently skipping dinner. I bought my very first scale today and I weighed myself for the first time in 3 months. I have lost 14 pounds which isn't bad but not nearly good enough. I weight 175 pounds. I figure that 130 is a good weight to shoot for. That's 45 pounds to lose. That is a fuck ton of work and I figure it is going to suck mad balls.

But I am going to do it and my homi Liz is going to help me out. [Yes I did just say homi.] She said that she just got a gym membership and I can't wait to go with her it is going to rock. I miss working out all the time. It was so much fun!

So my dear readers let me know what you think, if anyone is still reading that is. If not then I will just have to keep on posting to keep myself motivated. You never know when people are going to stumble upon my blog and send me words of wisdom. :]

Maybe I should post pictures of my meals that would be lots of fun!

I'll keep you posted. But until then...
Goodnight.

Mayhem

I almost died yesterday.

I took this energy pill called a blackjax, it was supposed to make me feel awake. I felt like I was having a heart attack for eight hours. I don't know if anyone who reads this has ever overdosed on Cocaine but it was exactly like that. Only way worse.

I honestly and truly felt like I was going to die.

And it scared the hell out of me.

I have barely eaten in going on four days now but I feel like it is a good thing. Don't get me wrong I'm not anorexic or anything like that. I've been eating one good meal in the morning and taking my multivitamin. Apparently I'm extremely anemic and never even knew I had an iron deficiency. But I really need to lose some weight. :[

I haven't yet weighed myself or taken my measurements but I am thinking that I should soon. If I do I will try to post them up here so I can't take it back or change it. Knowing me being the neglectful blogger that I am I will most likely forget it so call me and remind me as soon as possible.

Also for a random side note I have decided to try a pill one of my coworkers is taking. It is called Fruta Planta. I've read up on it and it seems like it either really works or makes you sick but my friend at work has lost weight and done next to nothing but eat a little bit healthier. I think it is great! So I am gonna try it. Hopefully I don't have a heart attack or another seizure.

So for now my dear readers, [if any of you are still out there reading] I must bid you goodnight.

Wish me Luck!

Mayhem