And Now for Something Completely Different.

I need to go to the gym.

Don't mistaken me with some gym-aholic trying to become some super fit and healthy person,
but that's basically what I am.
I didn't go yesterday,
first mistake.
I'm antsy as hell.
I downloaded this app for my phone that has all these work out routines, I did one last week and it was worth it.
I'll just do one of those.

I apologize for venting.

What have I turned into?
I have so much drive.
I love it.

It's a White Oleander Kind of Day

Morning rain.
Body is sore,
trying out this new "gym" concept.
It's nice,
but I like it here
in my bed.
Gilbert looks over me,
protector of any dangerous  and nosey roomies *cough* trying to invade on my personal space.
I appreciate that, Gilbert.
Now,
back to page 102

Signing Up for FA Meetings. ASAP.

"First step is admitting you have a problem."

It's time to face it.
I have a Facebook addiction.
It took my friend complaining about how I comment on absolutely everything on my newsfeed to realize this.
I thought it was okay, others do the same, so why does it make it wrong for me? 

I was so mislead.
But it's okay, because I'm doing something about it!
My friend Olena has been forced to do the "Facebook Challenge" (is what I like to call it, since it really is quite the challenge).

The rules are as follows:

1. Only allowed to go on Facebook once a day up to 10 minutes.
2. When on Facebook, you may check notifications and messages, reply to them if mandatory
3. Only 1 comment and 1 like is allowed during this time period (*sharp pain in heart*)
4. NO CREEPING PEOPLE ON YOUR NEWSFEED (we all do it, let's get real)
5. Status updates only if it's about something interesting and that people would enjoy (not song lyrics, we get it you like that song that no one had ever heard of, snaps for you)
6. Delete Facebook App/ cancel Facebook notifications to phone

God, I feel like I'm trying to quit smoking. My leg is twitching.

I just have to keep reminding myself it's all for the best.

It's all for the best. It's all for the best. It's all for the best. It's all for the best. It's all for the best. It's all for the best. It's all for the best.  It's all for the best...

You Don't Meet Nice Girls in Coffee Shops