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bookwormstache:

So today I was sitting in English class and i swear to god I heard the TARDIS

the TARDIS

I got up and asked to go to the bathroom and tried to follow the sound

I followed it to the class two doors down did not knock and walked in

They were watching Doctor Who and one guy at the back yelled

“See Miss! I told you if you didn’t lower it down it would summon the nerds” 

I recently won a trip to Miami from the radio, and what a great surprise and excuse for me to get in better shape!

Okay, I’m under weight. There, I said it. Plenty of people are now getting appalled and jealous right now, but I’m unhealthy too and I know it. And no one has a real plan for me besides maybe a doctor, and I have no money or insurance for that. So, it’s up to me.

I’m pretty sure all I have to do is workout regularly (because right now all I do is sit on my couch whenever I’m home) and eat the correct amount of calories and foods daily.

Which brings me to My Fitness Tracker. This thing helped me decide how many calories a day I needed to fuel my workouts AND me. It helps me keep track of water intake, food, and my workouts. I love it, but yet I get very annoyed when I’m over my daily amount, I like eating whenever and whatever I want. But, this is for me and I’m going to pull through it.

The workout I’ve decided to force myself into isn’t Insanity, this time I’ve chosen something less grueling and better suited to my sedentary life, Jillian Michael’s 30 day Shred. I just did my very first Level 1 yesterday and I’m hardcore feeling it today. Which is awesome. I’m planning on moving on to her Ripped in 30 after because I hear it’s tougher like a step up from Shred.

There, I’ve told you all and now I absolutely HAVE to do it.

Feel free to find, add and encourage me on MyFitnessPal, I’ll send you the encouragement right back.

:) I CAN DO THIS.

When I was about 11, I had a small metal chair that I left in my room. I have always needed to plan out my survival in any given situation, and in this instance the metal chair was in case of a fire since I couldn’t open my own window. It was sometime after this decision, that I just had it set against my wall facing my bed, and I decided I would rather burn than have it in there for my safety.

The night before this decision I had fallen asleep around 9, and woke up suddenly much later to find that someone was sitting in the metal chair…smiling at me. My first initial reaction was to cover my face with my blankets hoping that the strange sight was just in my mind and would go away, but no dice. It was then that I decided to bravely go and poke this intruder. Not a very smart idea, but I started to attempt it, as I drew closer the smile never faded and eventually I gave up on the plan and dashed to my parents bed and slept there the rest of the night.

To this day, I still don’t really know who or what was sitting in that chair. My brother at first said that it was him. That he couldn’t sleep, didn’t want to wake me nor scare me so he just sat and smiled. However, each time after that when I would bring it up he didn’t remember, so he either definitely forgot or was just saying that it was him to begin with to calm me down.

Either way, I’ll never have a chair in my room ever again.

Dear Caressa,

I love you. Please don’t repeat your most regretted mistakes.

You know better.

Next semester you MUST go to your classes and you MUST pass all of them!

Love,

Me, You, Us

P.S. Stop being stupid. This is your future you’re fixing.