anyone who starts drama relating to the Military, or picks fights with Military SOs…
1. Off is the general direction in which I’d wish you’d fuck.
2. Go on eBay and buy yourself a Life.
if you’ve got the nerve to send hate and say such horrid things to people, in which by doing so you think it will make you feel better about your pathetic, boring, life…
THEN YOU BETTER PUT ON YOUR BIG GIRL PANTIES AND SHOW YOUR FACE.
Because lets be honest. When you send Anon hate, you look like a prick so desperate for attention. I mean, to actually go out of your way and either a.) send Anon hate because you don’t have an account or b.) to send Anon hate because YOU DAMN WELL KNOW YOU WILL GET YOUR ASSHOLE RIPPED, really just proves to the internet world how lonely you are and how lonely you will be; if not forever, for a very long time.
Just, shoo!
Newsflash: Being a MilSO doesn’t give you an excuse to be a stuck-up bitch. I don’t care if your boyfriend is at bootcamp or in Afghanistan or stationed elsewhere or sitting right next to you, put your big girl panties on and deal with it. You’re not in middle school anymore.
Clearly you’re not…
AAAAAAA-fackin’-MEN, sistahhhh!
Finally got my booty back in the gym and it felt amazing. I decided to go all out and did cardio, strength and abs. I hadn’t worked out the entire week I was with Jacob and we only realized how bad we wanted to workout when I told him I forgot to pack my running shoes. Smart, right? Oh well. Anyway, getting back wasn’t as tough as I thought. I guess all my healthy eating and working out the last six months really helped because I ran for 40 minutes straight without needing to stop.
Ahhh, I feel so good right now! And, I’m totally taking all the advice Jacob gave me about lifting free weights and strength training. No more giving up after three-five reps. I need to go for longer with lesser weight if I ever want to see some toner (?) and leaner results. Getting back into my normal routine, along with the boot camp I’m taking, AND cutting out soda, sweets, (except for Sweet Tea; that stuff’s a dang religion down in the South… maybe like one-two glasses a month…..) and junk food, I hope to be at 128 by the end of the Summer. That’s only 20 more pounds I need to lose! I WILL BE BACK TO MY FRESHMAN-YEAR-OF-HIGH-SCHOOL SIZE.