Sober

For my birthday, a couple days ago, my body decided to gift me with a kidney infection. Tonight a few friends of mine decided to throw a “Valloween” get-together (rather than celebrating Valentine’s Day we just celebrated another Halloween). Everyone got dressed up for this party, I went as a pirate. Well, since my kidneys were so rotten the other day, I thought it was best that I didn’t drink tonight. As expected, everyone else drank. We all decided that I was the designated driver. Now there were only seven people at this thing so it wasn’t hard to keep everyone safe. Until the boys thought it was a good idea to give each other piggyback rides… which lead to shoulder rides. One guy ended up flipping over another’s shoulders and damn near cracked his head opened. Then everyone came to the conclusion that they wanted Taco Bell. I, being the designated driver, had to get three of the drunk people into my car to take them to fast food. The girl that went with me could handle her alcohol and retain herself, but the boys were a whole different story. They were shouting the entire way there about what they would do if we were to get pulled over by a cop. Thankfully, when we were at the window for the drive through they stayed quite. Then when we got back to the house they were back at it with the yelling. The well retained girl is the fiancĂ© of one of the guys and she had to keep telling him to quite down and she became very frustrated. Anyway, the night continued on and I started cleaning up everything. One of the guys kept on saying he wasn’t feeling good. I quickly got him water, cool paper towels, and prepared some plastic bags. He ended up puking.

Right now its 1:30 A.M. and I’m sitting at the foot of Mr. Smiths (a.k.a my boyfriend) bed. Mr.Smith is passed out from alcohol and pot brownies. I’m the last one awake. The girl’s fiancĂ© is asleep with his head in the toilet and I’m waiting for him to puke so I can go take care of that. I don’t think I want to be the designated driver anymore.

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I Hate Valentine’s Day

Valentine’s Day is in two days which might be making you nervous. Well… don’t be. The only reason why I think Valentine’s Day sucks is because it’s based on couples. Don’t get me wrong, celebrating your love for your significant other is beautiful; but there are so many people that don’t have a girlfriend or boyfriend, and that can make it very depressing for them. Valentine’s Day should be based on love in general, whether it be celebrated with a friend, or family member. So go out there and make this Valentine’s Day great! Enjoy the love that you share with whoever you want! 

Happy day of love! 

Back to Fitness

For the past week transportation has been an issue. With my car in the shop and having to share my mum’s car, I’ve found it best to just stay home. With that said, I haven’t been to the gym. Also with all the time I spend with Mr.Smith it’s no surprise that I haven’t been eating well. I’ve been feeling bloated and quite jiggly. I should have my car by tomorrow, so I’m very excited to get back to the gym. I also need to inforce better diet habits when I’m with Mr. Smith. That’s one thing many people struggle with, eating well when you’re hanging out with others. It is difficult, especially if your friends don’t eat healthy. Thankfully, in my situation, Mr.Smith is trying to eat healthy as well, but somehow we manage to hinder each other and we both end up eating like shit. 

It takes time and a lot of effort to lead a healthy life. Rather than letting people drag you down and giving in to junk food, try to help them eat better. And don’t beat yourself up for eating something “bad” every once and a while. Feeling guilty won’t do you any good, just resume back to eating well and try not to do it next time.