I think I need to do 40 minutes of cardio everyday.

Because 30 minutes isn't burning fat.

And I want to to an intense pilates class over the summer.

So I can be hot like Sarah Jessica Parker. She's my freaking hero. And her Gap commercial is my favorite thing ever.

The End.

SEX.

Plans for the summer ( Read more... )

I really didn't think going back would be this hard. Man, I miss the drama kids more than anything. The play was amazing. And I loved seeing everyone. But it broke my fucking heart that I couldn't be a part of it this year. Some of the best times of my life.

Best of Will Ferrell SNL (Vol. 1&2) + Frank Sinatra CD + women's nutrition book (because I'm a health-nut now) + card from Molly + call from Margie + call from Bran + card and call from my Grandparents + Facebook message from Diana + Facebook message from Liz + Facebook message from Stephanie + Facebook message from Anna (and P.S. definitely ( Read more... )

Ahem...

My daily vitamin makes my pee neon yellow.

And that is all.

In six days, I'll officially be one year closer to 20. At 18 I may have thought I needed to act like an adult, but at 20 I believe it's mandatory. I think I'd just like to start to regress now. Go back down to 17 this year and be excited about being able to see R-rated movies. Then my driver's license at 16, my learner's permit at 15, ( Read more... )

So I guess one of the good things that came out of my stupid weight gain over break was my decision to diet and work out.

This may sound lame to everyone else, but I have always sucked at running.  My heart and lungs have severely disagreed with it.  I remember freshmen year when we had to run the mile, and I couldn't do it.  I had to stop and walk ( Read more... )

I'm dreading my birthday ( Read more... )

Kyle came down this weekend. We had fun. Walked to Dupont Friday night for Chipotle and stopped at Starbucks for a heart-to-heart. Woke up Saturday and went to the zoo to see the baby cheetahs and then to Georgetown for the obvious. Ate some more Chipotle in between. Worked Sunday morning. Busiest day ever. The phone rang like, 5 times. It ( Read more... )