hernewobsession

So her suggestions to get to your goal weight in a healthy, exercise/diet manner are the following:

“Diet is always key in building up your frame. You want enough protein, but don’t go overboard, otherwise you will look more like Chyna than you will me. NO sugar, NO carbs…that means no chips, no bread, no ice cream, no butter, no salts (or barely a dash) no rice, no pasta, nothing but nuts, protein, salads, veggies, fruits, and that’s about it. if you cannot dedicate yourself to a good diet, you can work out all you want and never see any results. Drink tons of water, green tea (hot or cold) w/ splenda and if you must have pop (or as you east coasters like to correct me “soda” though BOTH are WRONG it’s soda pop lol) VITAMINS, PEOPLE! You want to take a multi-vitamin daily, along with MSM (good for hair, skin and nails!) some fiber (who doesn’t like to poop easily?) Perfect Food pills (NOT the powder for drinks..ick!) to get all your veggie goodies, OMEGA 3 fish oil ESPECIALLY if you DO NOT EAT FISH! You NEED these! Iron for you ladies, unless your daily multi contains it…and that’s all I can think of for now. I take over 17 vitamin pills a day. ONCE you get to your target weight and frame, only THEN can you allow yourself ONE splurge day a week. if you do more than this, you will not be happy when you see the chunk come back. Also…NO DRINKING. Drinking is the top weight gainer out there.” -AC

Think I might just go off of this and see what happens. I mean, look at that bitch! She’s ripped! And by bitch, I mean badass.

Hooray for lifestyle changes!

“I bet ya could, ya burly bitch.”

Best line of 2010.

I’m going to be honest and spare everyone the “why the rant?” question and say outright, this is an anger-filled entry that is long overdue. As far as editing, well I suppose we’ll just see the end result and judge for ourselves.

Starting off, I’d like to pinpoint on a few “things” I’ve noticed as this year comes to a close, and no, the following list is no measure as to what’s more important simply due to its placement.

Reasons Why I Avoided Just About Everyone In 2009:

• You’re not worth my time.
• You’re a lying asshole.
• You’re a sneaky bitch.
• You’re ungrateful.
• I’m better than you.
• I’m worse than you.
• I’m over you.
• I’m over it.
• Family is means family. (Which includes respecting one another)
• You’re disrespectful.
• Your motivations are bottom feeding.
• Everyone else dislikes you and you do/don’t know it.
• You’re selfish.
• You’re jealous.
• I’m jealous.
• I’m too fat.
• I’m too ashamed to go out because I’m fat.
• I’m not that fat.
• I just don’t give a shit.
• I want to give a shit.
• Because my daughter means more to me than you ever have, or ever will.
• You’re arguments are, no joke, 100% invalid.

So in a nutshell, it’s plain to see how terrible this year was.  The one and only shining star, was my little star: Bella Madison. If ever a reason to keep going, to keep looking forward to happier, settled times, she is that reason. I’d be nothing without her.

Now, WHY am I writing this? Well, duh. It’s the closing of 2009 and having gone over the Christmas week in my head, replaying the horrific, crash festival that it turned out to be, I’m bitter and resentful that I’ve let myself become “that” person. You know who I mean. The one person anyone can do, say or push over on you without so much as a “fuck you, come again.” But don’t dare speak of me as being an ingrate. This is deserved, even if ignorant eyes are watching.

No more. My resolution isn’t to lose weight, or find happiness in the things and people that make me happy. Nope, those are out played and the records have long been broken. I will lose weight and I will find my inner peace and joy with my life. But my resolution is this: I will not, will not, tolerate, accept or take judgment from anyone, for any reason whatsoever. If you want to scam me for personal gain, good luck trying. If you are unwelcome, I will let you know. If even a small part of me doesn’t enjoy any small part of you, I’ll also make that clear.

I’m done laying down and pretending to be that good girl. I’m not, and neither are any of you. Thanks for helping me see this. Thank you. Thank you.

.to andrew & erika. Stay the same and I will change to be the better, strong willed person I know you see me as. love.

Michael Vick. Philadelphia Eagles. Two sides. Second chances. Blah, blah, blah.

I digress.

I am not for one second “on the fence” or “confused” as to my position on this particular matter. I am completely, solidly, 100% against him playing football, forget the fact that it’s for my home team. [Although that stings a bit.] Vick’s actions prior to his arrest were one step away from essentially being a serial killer. But, how many psychological profiles have been drawn up, stapled together and thrown into countless FBI, CIA and general law enforcement folders that list the “torture of animals and the enjoyment therein” as one of the main characteristics of a murderer? You’re nodding in realization to the comparison at this point?

Exactly.

He beat, electrocuted, drowned, starved and killed those dogs as if they were existing solely as a means to his daily pleasure. But let’s not forget the NFL. Crap, I forgot. He did that for fun.

So they caught him, he cried his apologies (along with many false tears), then sent him packing for two years. TWO YEARS. An atrocity of minimal time for crimes us minions would serve seven to ten years rotting in a dark hole [read: jail] for. Before jumping to conclusions, no, I am not singularly enraged at his short punishment, although I do believe it’s slightly (HUGELY) ridiculous, but again, who am I?

Now he’s been released, receiving a several million dollar payout and igniting a small civil war between the patrons of this already fickle city. Some are screaming “disgrace, sick, unbelievable” while others are calmly displaying their heartless needs for a winning team [it's our time, right?]. Selfish and wrong. I don’t believe individuals such as he can ever be truly remorseful. He’s simply full of regret for his capture and convictions. Embarrassing how it must be, when everyone turned their cold, hard shoulders to him once the whistle had been blown.

And now we’re supposed to, what exactly? Ignore the mentally sick crimes he committed for money (apparently, the NFL pays terribly) and accept him with open arms…because we are die-hard fans? Kiss my ass. No apologies to those this offends, nor will I go back on my words in regards to this subject.

He should have served a full prison term, remained banned/suspended from the National Football League and lived out the rest of his days with bloody hands and a constant sense of betrayal*. His supporters care nothing for him or what he had done. They see super bowl potential and a hail Mary pass into an end zone that will not hold the same excitement and fever as before, or, until he is gone from my city.

Oh, and don’t you dare accuse me of being an untrue fan. I suppose it’s life I care for more than a stained, over-expensively tossed pigskin.

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PS. If Philadelphia believed in second chances so dearly, why is it, every year, all “fans” blast the team for the removal of Andy Reid? Remember folks, no one gives a shit about what you (or I) think.

PSS. But perhaps this stirs the pot a bit.

*…at the least.

Finally. And by finally, I’m really saying – F I N A L L Y ! ! ! But enough of the celebration for now – any more distractions and it may never be posted. Which is the polar opposite of completion (the goal of this exercise).

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