health-kick

Do not criticize the eating habits of those of us with inflammatory bowel disease because we consume what our bodies can tolerate and not what you find visually appealing. People can be on health kicks all they want, but never drive those boots of knowledge in our faces. Stop telling us constantly what is bad for us because our bodies have made up their minds on what it allows us to put into them. Last time we checked, we never asked for meal plans, so keep those options to yourselves. We already have enough difficulty with worrying about our food choices and the last thing we need is for you to sit there and lecture us about how we need to modify our lifestyles.
—  Wade David Sutherland (#WadesIBDWordsofWisdom2k17)
“The Loud House” July 2017 synopses!

From Zap2It:

“ARGGH! You for Real?”:  Lincoln and Clyde find out that “ARGGH!” is coming to town and decide to go to the taping.

“Garage Banned”:  Tired of her siblings, Lori moves to the garage, but quickly finds it is more than she bargained for.

“Job Insecurity”:  When the children discover that their father is not at his old job anymore, they begin to worry it might be their fault.

“Change of Heart”:  Clyde is desperate to learn how to act normal around Lori, so he enlists Leni’s help.

“Health Kicked”:  Worried that their parents are hurting their health from not being active, the children encourage them to exercise.

“Lynn-er Takes All”:  Tired of Lynn’s poor sportsmanship during board games, the siblings decide to team up to take her down.

when Mars transits the 1st house: Energy, passion, and vigour for life becomes activated, the individual is more reactive and forceful than ever 
when Mars transits the 2nd house: It’s like there is literally energy for doing nothing. The person can be more motivated to work because they are energised by the thought of earning more 
when Mars transits in the 3rd house: Mental activity becomes throttling and chaotic, the individual undertakes mental challenges, becomes more argumentative 
when Mars transits the 4th house: Saves arguments and disagreements for family members, housemates can be stepping on eggshells 
when Mars transits the 5th house: The person cannot get enough of the good things in life, amuses in consumption, spends too much cash, hypersexual, chasing romance
when Mars transits the 6th house: Tremendous energy for detoxing, health kicks, refining and redesigning home and personal space, burn out at work
when Mars transits the 7th house: There is exciting energy for gaining the attention of partners or prospective lovers, attempts to avoid conflict 
when Mars transits the 8th house: The drive and energy is relentless, obsessions intensify, sex is sultry and raw, the person may be more reckless with life 
when Mars transits the 9th house: Good energy for physical movement and exploration, inspired to learn and study, relentlessly curious 
when Mars transits the 10th house: The focus is on achievement and success, setting goals, the will power is activated and inspiration flows freely 
when Mars transits the 11th house: Excitable and active social energy, energy for getting involved with friends and social causes 
when Mars transits the 12th house: Can seem like all defences are weak, there is little energy for extroversion, there is only peace alone

-C

Day 1: I’ve started my journey.

I did a treadmill workout for the first time in over a year today. I’m tired of being tired. I’m tired of looking at myself and feeling empty. I’m tired of going to put on a pair of my favorite jeans, only to find that they don’t even go past my thighs now. I won’t do this to be skinny, or fit anyone’s definition of beauty but my own. I want this for my health. I want to be able to fuck my boyfriend without getting tired halfway through. I want to feel strong, empowered, and full of energy. This is it. I don’t know what my starting weight is, and I really don’t care. I’m not measuring myself in any way other than how I feel. I ate an organic salad with spinach, chicken, bacon, cranberries and “ranch” for lunch, and I feel GREAT.

Any support or encouragement is welcome! 🖤

HERBAL STARTERS!

HThyHerbal starters! (Please be aware of the fact I’m still very new to herbalism myself!)

Starter herbs; always remember to start with the simpler to grow, easier to use and cost effective herbs. They are just as brilliant as any other herbs!
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Rosemary
- Lavender
- Oregano
- Chives
- Sage
- Thyme
- Basil
- Lemon Balm
- Mint

Starter books; the best way to learn and understand the varsity and intensity that herbalism has to offer you is to hit the books, go to your library and ask them if they have herbalism books the older the better. Read gardening books, and also go to farmers markets if you can they have heaps of cheap books that are packed with information.
-Rosemary Gladstar’s - A Beginners Guide to Herbal Medicine.
-Rosemary Gladstar’s - Herbal Recipes for Vibrant Health.
-Paul Beyerl’s - The Master Book of Herbalism
(Although this one is very magickal as well)
-Simon Mills - Dictionary of Modern Herbalism
-The Royal Horticultural Society’s Encyclopedia of Herbs.
(This one’s great for herbalists who are gardening as well.)

Handy Hints: When beginning herbalism you may think you’ll have it mastered a lot sooner than you will but don’t stress because really it’s not a topic you can master. Just remember to always aim for further learning, read more books, do more trial and error, make more remedies and always stay positive about it. 

There are so many topics to learn; diagnosis, understanding the human body and how to treat it’s issues, understanding how to grow, harvest and store herbs, dosages, remedies etc. The best way to learn all this stuff is to just do it however you please. Don’t spend hours and days stuck on the one part of something. Just study all different topics and bits and pieces, it’s all about how you organize your informations. Keep a folder/book for each category. (Herbal properties and warnings book/folder, herbal remedy and dosage books, growing, harvesting and storing herb books.) This is an easy way to keep yourself interested and build a solid guideline that you can easily go back to whenever some information slips away! 

REMEMBER THAT HERBAL MEDICINE TAKES A LOT OF LOVE, POSITIVE ENERGY AND GOOD INTENT. IT DOESN’T MATTER WHETHER YOU ARE SPIRITUAL OR NOT RESPECT YOUR PLANTS, BE THANKFUL FOR THEIR KNOWLEDGE AND AID IN OUR HEALTH AND EVERYDAY LIFE AND PUT YOUR WHOLE SELF INTO EVERYTHING YOU LEARN AND MAKE.

recently my own mental health has been kicking my ass pretty bad, and I thought I would make a post about the different techniques I use to try and get myself back up off the ground.

1) just start.
the hardest part about studying when your mental health is acting up is just finding the energy to start. get yourself into a place that you feel comfy and safe, whether it’s a library or a special corner or your room and just try to bite the bullet. I know this is easier said than done, but I promise this is probably the biggest hurdle you need to leap. just do what you need to do.

2) find your own safe space for studying
for me, it’s very hard to study in my room/when i’m home because i’m tempted to take naps or paint or play music or do something else. if I know I have lots of work to do, i usually go straight to my local coffee shop right after school so i’m not tempted to slow down when i get home. that way, i’m in a place that doesn’t allow me to get majorly distracted AND i can get myself some food or coffee to keep me motivated. if you need absolute silence or can’t study with lots of movement around, a library is your best option; however, wherever you feel best is a good bet.

3) build yourself (or find) a playlist
certain music can really help me get out of a bad mindset and into one that allows me to study easily. If you have certain songs you listen to to make yourself feel better, throw those in with some relaxing piano. My personal favorite is listening to the OST’s of my childhood video games and Studio Ghibli soundtracks. Spotify also has a few playlists for studying in whatever genre you’re looking for.

4) stay hydrated
i’m sorry i know this is on literally every masterpost for mental health but it’s for a good reason. I’m not expecting you to slam 70 oz of water every day and be a picture perfect studyblr with a water tracker app on their phone. if you notice yourself feeling shitty or sluggish, even a sip of something (even if it’s not water if it isn’t available) will help in the long run. 

5) eat something. anything
the same goes for food: i’m going to be real with you and tell you that a very small percentage of people actually eat avocado toast or fruity granola shit in the morning. I don’t even eat breakfast myself, but i structure my day so that i’m constantly snacking throughout the day. even if all you can manage is some crackers, it’s a good start. 

6) set up structured breaks
i use the app Tide (it’s a pomodoro timer) and i set up studying as 25 minutes of work with a 5 minute break in between. it’s completely free (score) and you can customize both the work length times and break times. it also offers different white noise options like “ocean” and “forest” if a music playlist isn’t for you. if all you can put in is 50 minutes of work with 20 minute breaks in between, at least it’s something you didn’t have done before.

7) prioritize
if you’re running low on energy, find the one or two things you NEED to have done. tomorrow is a new day, and it’s possible you may be felling better. for me, I have both BPD and depression, so my mood and energy swing back and forth day by day. if I feel terrible one night, sometimes the next night I feel like I can fight the world. obviously i’m not sure what situation you’re in, but don’t push yourself to finish things that aren’t immediately due if you really don’t feel good. 

i hope some of these help! if you know of anything that helps you study with your mental illness, shoot me a message and I can add it here!

amid all of this luke and arzaylea drama, lets not forget that while luke and arz were dating, she was probably doing cocaine off of blackbear’s dick, she made fun of mental health, had fans kicked out of concerts, treated fans horribly, leeched off of her friends, and that her own brother exposed her. twice.

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Health Kick.

Multivitamins (MVs) So I’m not sure if I’m desperately looking for ‘an edge’ but I’m  considering giving MVs a go. I’m not looking for a quick fix for a poor diet, I think my diet is fairly well-balanced, but maybe I am missing out on something and I just won’t know it unless an MV makes some sort of a difference. So now I’m on the internet hunt for what brand is best for women, and its very confusing with so much on the market. I’m leaning towards Cenovis Womens Multi + Energy Boost because Cenovis had the second highest Canstar rating (just under Berocca which makes my pee fluro yellow…). I guess they can’t do me any harm?

Exercise So my gym membership runs out on July 7, which is good because since the ACL reco I’ve been struggling with the gym, so unmotivated now that I’m limited to cardio and upper-body, I seriously miss working my pathetically wasted legs. Today I’m going to Rebel Sport and finding a nice one piece (swimmers/bathers…whatever you want to call them) and maybe some proper boardies since there is no way I’m going bare on my legs. I think that Thursday I’ll go check out the pool and find a bit of a swim fitness regime and give the first day a go. Swimming is such a good exercise and probably something that will benefit me considering I can’t run right now.

Horses So the boys are arriving tonight at 2000, which I’m not too happy about but anyway…I’ve been thinking that I’m going to get out (especially while unemployed) for a few hours everyday and work religiously on groundwork with each of them and if I’m feeling fitter in three or so weeks i’ll start riding again - just doing trails, but I’ll be on a horse and that will be a real boos for my…

…mental health So I’m a little on edge about my mental health, This is the third time in three years that I’ve moved to a new state (first it was VIC, then SA, now QLD and before that I grew up in NSW). I struggled a lot the first time, finding work at Cavanoughs was an absolute God send and then last year I was lucky enough to finally break into the community services sector (which is hard when your degree doesn’t give you any practical experience…) and now I’ve got a year of that behind me. At the moment I want to hold out for something good, preferably part-time or full-time because I’m over casual hours (although the money is great) but if it gets to a point where I think I’m starting to lose the plot (aka no motivation, moody, sad because I have no money to spend on my animals, getting fat and lazy) I’ll do my RSA and RSG and look for bar/restaurant work.

Food So for now, less that three months until the wedding I want to tune my diet by reducing my sugar and processed food intake. This shouldn’t be hard, well, the first nine or so days will be hard but after that it will be a fun challenge with myself.

Anyway i thought this was going to be a post about mulitvitiamins but would you look at where that led. Now to wait for the man to finishing installing Foxtel so I can take these puppies for a walk - also someone pat me on the back because I just submitted a job application.

Best Friends Part 2 || l.h.

This is the second part to Best Friends? that so many of you have asked for! I’m planning on making this into a short series, so there will be a part 3 to this and maybe a part 4, depending on whether or not you guys like it.

As always, if this gets to 100 notes with some feedback, then I’ll post part 3 since it is written and ready!

I’m too lazy to link part 1 in here right now, but I’ll link it later. However, it should be right under this post on my blog so it shouldn’t be hard to find. Enjoy!

After the coffee shop incident with Ashton, you decided that maybe he was right. So you tried to move on as best as you could; got a promotion at work, started having girls’ nights with your best friends again like you used to, and all around being good for yourself. Not for anyone else, just you. You stopped going out with guys who didn’t treat you right and decided that you’re happier single.

Now, it’s mid-October and you haven’t spoken to or seen Luke since July. It’s Girls’ Night, and you’re surrounding by all your friends in your living room as a romantic comedy plays on the TV even though nobody is really watching it.

“David has been so sneaky lately. He comes home later than usual and has been taking secret phone calls.” Sarah, a girl from your work says nonchalantly, as she paints her toenails a bubblegum pink. She’s in her mid-twenties and has light blonde hair that almost looks white in some sunlight. She’s never been one to take risks, always keeping her ideas to herself. That was, until you discovered how brilliant she actually is and hired her on as your partner after you got promoted.

“Maybe he’s cheating.” Emma, the fiery red headed intern who always has a cup of coffee waiting for you in the mornings says. She speaks her mind and doesn’t care if she hurts anyone’s feelings (Sarah says she’s just mean and insensitive, you think that having that quality will make Emma a great boss someday.) Sarah huffs. “I told you about it because I want to be assured that he isn’t.” She says, causing Emma to shrug. She pulls her hair up into a messy bun, since face masks are starting soon. “Sorry, I’m blunt. It sounds like he’s cheating.” You almost want to laugh at the exchange, because it’s true, it sounds like Sarah’s boyfriend of ten years has been cheating on her and there’s no way you can assure her that he isn’t.

“Or maybe he’s just planning something sweet for you.” Veronica, a girl you all met while shopping pipes up, ready to make things better. She’s a sweetheart, always offering help to anyone without a second thought. She’s shy, but she’s starting opening up more lately. You let out a small laugh. “Ronnie, you have a heart of gold, I swear.” You say. Veronica smiles a little. “You guys are such a great help.” Sarah says sarcastically. Before anyone can reply, the doorbell is being rung.

“Oh! That’s probably the pizza. Here, use David’s card to pay. He won’t mind.” Sarah says, handing you a credit card. “This is probably why he’s cheating on you.” Emma says, getting a pillow thrown her way from Veronica. “What? It’s true.” Emma says, causing all of you to burst into a fit of giggles. You open the door with a smile on your face, but that falls once you realize that it isn’t the pizza guy at the door.

The first thing you notice is his hair. It’s long, down to his chin now so the golden locks have started to get wavy. You also notice that his lip ring is gone. He’s taller now, way past six feet, you’re sure of it. The only thing that hasn’t changed are his eyes. They still make you feel like they’re piercing through your soul and learning everything about you.

“Luke,” You finally breathe out, his name caught in the back of your throat. He scratched the back of his neck nervously.

“I’m guessing by all the cars in your driveway that you’ve started up Girls’ Night again?” He asks, and you almost roll your eyes, because of course that would be the first thing he would ask.

“Uh, yeah. Sarah thought it would be good for all of us.” You reply. Luke nods, glancing down at your outfit of choice for the night. You’re wearing light pink pajama pants with little penguins all over them and a white tank top.

“Cute PJs.” He comments, his lips turning up at the corners. “Thanks.” You say quietly. “(YN), you better not be flirting with the pizza guy again because we agreed that I-” Emma appears in the foyer behind you and stops mid-sentence.

“Oh. You’re not the pizza guy.” She says to Luke. “I’m afraid not, sorry to disappoint.” Luke says, turning on the charm and flashing her a grin. Emma glances at you and gives you a look, one that you’re sure means, ‘why the hell haven’t you introduced me to him already?’ You sigh. “Emma, this is Luke.” You explain. Emma’s mouth drops open a little.

“Wait, the Luke? As in old best friend Luke?” Emma asks, never one to be subtle. Luke chuckles. “So she’s talked about me, huh?” He asks, glancing back at you. “Oh, she has. I’m definitely not a fan of you, hot shot.” You snort, holding back a laugh. “Go back to the other girls, Em. I’ll be there in a few minutes.” Emma shrugs, gives Luke one last glare, and then takes off back to the living room.

“She’s like a little fairy.” Luke says, chuckling. “Trust me, she isn’t. She takes boxing lessons every Tuesday and Thursday. She could kick your ass if I asked her too.” You say, smiling a little at the thought of Emma. She’s the youngest of the group, so you’ve always felt like you had to take care of her. She’s become more like a sister to you than an intern.

“Anyway, why are you here?” You ask. Luke bites his lip. “I shouldn’t have come, I’m sorry.” He says, taking a step back away from your doorstep. “What?” You ask, your eyebrows furrowing. “You seem like you’re doing well, (Y/N). Which is great, you deserve that.” He turns on his heel and goes to leave.

“Do you… do you wanna come inside?” You ask quietly, your voice so low that it comes out as a whisper. Luke looks at you over his shoulder.

“Don’t wanna crash Girls’ Night. Can I call you tomorrow?” He asks, his eyes searching yours for any sign that things between you two are okay, even though he knows it isn’t and that there’s a lot of talking that needs to be done.

“Yeah, sure. I get off work at seven.” You tell him, which makes him frown. “The boys and I are doing an acoustic show outside the studio then. We probably won’t be back in our homes until ten at the earliest.” He says, pulling out his cell phone to rearrange his schedule.

“I’ll wait up.” You say, making him glance up at you. “Huh?” He asks, not quite sure if he heard you right. “I’ll wait up for you. I know there’s things we definitely need to talk about, so I’ll wait up for you. Call me when you get home tomorrow.” Luke grins, nodding his head.

“Alright. Bye, sweetheart.”

“Bye, Luke.”

***

The next day comes sooner than you expected.

You work from eight in the morning until seven that evening, so for most of the day, your mind is preoccupied. Except for during lunch, when Luke’s name pops up in the conversation.

“So, is he coming over tonight?” Emma asks you, pouring dressing onto his chicken salad. “Who?” You ask, grabbing a Gatorade from the vending machine in the lunch room.

“Luke.” She states, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world. “Ooh, yeah, I wanna hear about that if he does.” Sarah pipes up, sipping some weird health-kick smoothie she’s trying today.

“(Y/N) has more self control than that.” Veronica says quietly, highlighting some notes on a sheet of paper instead of eating. “Thank you, Ronnie.” You say, smiling. She nods, biting on the end of her pen. Emma scoffs.

“(Y/N) does not have self control when it comes to him.” She says confidently. “Okay, we’ll see about that. He’s supposed to call me when he gets back from some acoustic show outside the studio.” You admit. “Oh! We should go to the show, and then afterwards, you guys can just go home with each other and talk.” Sarah says, her eyes shining brightly. “No, bad idea.” You mumble. Emma bursts into giggles, pointing at you. “No self control. That’s why you wanna do it over the phone.” She says, giggling. You shrug, mumbling, “I’m only human.” This sets off another fit of giggles.

***

You know you said that you would wait up for Luke to call, but waiting around is so nerve-wracking. You’ve cleaned your entire house already in just an hour even though it was already clean from two days before and have already ate through two bags of potato chips. Now, it’s almost eleven and you’re pacing through your bedroom, phone in hand.

You’re just starting to doubt that Luke is going to call when your phone rings, his name popping up on the screen for the first time in months. You go and practically jump into bed and get comfortable, answering the call.

“Hi.” You say breathlessly, a small smile on your face.

“Hey, angel.” Luke says quietly.

even more gorillaz headcanons
  • they tried to get noodle to eat brussels sprouts when she was little and they went on a health kick. she didn’t understand what they were called and thought they were called russel sprouts. to this day brussels sprouts are referred to as russel sprouts by everyone in the band and this is just an accepted phrase now. whenever they pass the produce aisle someone inevitably yells “hey russel!” and holds up a brussels sprout when he looks over (at least, 2d and noodle do. murdoc tends to just chuck a brussels sprout at russ’s head from all the way across the aisle and then pretend it wasn’t him.) 
  • they all love the beatles so much. they tend to play beatles songs to warm up before practice; can’t buy me love was a favorite of noodle’s when she was little because 2d would dance with her and swing her around during the instrumental part while they sang. i want to hold your hand is also a popular one because during the bridge — “and when i touch you i feel happy inside” — 2d and noodle go all fake-sentimental and dramatically sigh and swoon all over the room. usually they sing to russ and get him to clasp their hands during this part or stroke murdoc’s face dramatically (he always pushes them away but he’s laughing.) one of the first songs murdoc learned was blackbird and he tends to play it to himself in his room when he’s alone, singing quietly. he taught it to noodle when she was really young and caught him singing it and even now, sometimes they’ll sit in the studio with their guitars singing blackbird together — it’s their thing. 

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We Got Friday Nights

A little friends to lovers drabble/one shot for @thesschesthair​ cos she likes them and she is awesome!


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When your best friend is gorgeous, smart and one of the most decent people you’d ever met, it makes sense that people would think you were a couple. Of course every time this happened to Killian Jones and Emma Swan they’d laugh it off and say there was no chance that anything like that could ever happen.

They were friends - for almost five years - and they quite liked it that way.

Only one time, she had seriously considered it.

They were in the middle of this health kick - running a few times a week after Emma had almost collapsed chasing a skip up a fire escape. Killian had offered to run with her - it wasn’t safe for her to be running around on her own, he’d said - she’d rolled her eyes and reminded him that she could take care of herself and that Storybrooke was hardly the crime capital of New England. He’d still insisted on joining her.

One Saturday he’d knocked on her apartment door, too early for the sun even to have peeked over the horizon. The park was deserted as they pounded the trails in companionable silence until it began to rain. A fine mist at first, it quickly graduated into a heavy downpour with large, freezing drops saturating them in seconds as they raced to the cover of the trees.

Killian laughed when she slipped in the mud, his hands coming up to her waist to halt her fall -  they were warm, even through her soaked t-shirt. He was close enough she could really appreciate those damn blue eyes of his that never saw him leave a bar without at least one phone number (wanted or not). His hair had fallen over those eyes. She’d told him a dozen times to cut it and he always just shrugged. Water dripped down those silky tendrils, drizzling across his cheek. Dazed, she’d stared at his perfect face.

For a second, she’d forgotten who he was ( her best friend ) and why they’d never been more than that (she didn’t do relationships or men in general, he just didn’t do commitment). For a moment he was just a handsome, perfect guy who she was very attracted to… so she reached up and brushed away the rogue strands, her fingers sliding down his cheek, reluctant to break the contact. It was okay- just for that moment - to let herself get lost in the smile he gave her and to imagine what it would be like to kiss those lips and for those hands to tighten at her waist and draw her close.

They’d hugged a thousand times. But that was different, because he was her friend and every hug they shared was devoid of that pulling tension she felt right then. Warmth radiated from him as the rain tumbled through the pine trees. She let herself daydream for a few perilous moments about a “them” - a dream of cozy dates and tangled limbs and kisses and-

Then, of course, reality kicked in. The rain vanished, the sun replacing it in the blink of an eye. He’d tugged on her shoulder, rousing her out of the dream as he asked her if she was ready to head back. She’d smiled and nodded, avoiding his gaze until her feet found that rhythm again on the mossy footpaths, each step pushing that idea further away.


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“What are you doing?”

Even arches a brow, gesturing to the stove like what he was doing should be pretty obvious, “I’m frying chicken.”

Isak nods slowly, backing up when a bit of oil splatters out of the pan. Even hisses a bit, but bares the sting, and Isak (weirdly?) finds that a bit hot. He shakes himself, “You’re frying chicken.”

“That I am.”

“But why?” Isak slides forward a bit and sniffs. “I thought we were on a health kick?”

(It’s the worst. Even has been all about salads and fucking tofu and other shit. Isak literally had to sit in front of their front door the other night to finish his kebab so Even wouldn’t know.)

“It’s the 4th of July!”

Oh. Of course. It’s the 4th of July.

Because, you know. Even and Isak were super American and all of that.

“What the fuck,” Isak sighs and steals a roll of bread Even had in a basket next to him. “You are the strangest boy. You’ve never even been the USA.”

“Bullshit, I haven’t.” Even points a pair on tongs at him threateningly, “I went once with my family when I was eight.”

Isak throws up his hand, “My bad. You’re practically American.”

“Just call me Donald Trump,” he winces, “Actually forget I said that. All the offense to your uncle.”

Isak decides not to dignify that with a response and to accept his fate.

“So if we’re having an American dinner, does that mean you made-”

Even points to the opposite counter where a strawberry shortcake sits proudly with a little American flag in the center.

“Ballin.” Isak says, and shuffles on over to steal some whip cream.

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I keep wanting to really fix my diet again - which is odd that its not up to scratch seeing as im studying to be a damn nutritionist - as its really taken a back seat seeing as i'm busybroke and living in the city (good luck getting mixed lettuce that survives more than a day before going brown..). Plus me and my boyfriend broke up (he dumped me - again - and now has turned around and is sorry and wants me back and blah) so its been cheese and wine with my ladies, black coffee and cigarettes with my work friends, vodka and juice with my house mates, and lollies and chocolate with myself in bed on a Sunday watching ‘Lords of Dog Town’.

My version of having some wonderful fresh fruit is eating a god damn orange..

Anyways, i feel that i really need to work on my eating.
Basically diet is responsible for every single thing that goes wrong with your body and now
- im covered in eczema 
- my face is breaking the fuck out
- my hair doesnt stay not-oily for more than two days
- i’m tired as fuck
- and my stomach feels like its got a hole burnt in it

Time to fix this shit.