I really hate being overweight. I know, I know, it's my fault I'm like this and I should do something about it, but it's really hard, because in all honesty, I don't know if I'm losing weight for myself and the need to be fit and healthy, or if it's for everyone else's approval.

 I really disapprove of all this delicious food that's becoming a barrier between me and my dream, muscular body. It's just not fair that we have all this delicious, yummy, mouth-watering food, but knowing that it's the cause of people's health deteriorating.

All I need is just someone to push me towards the gym, and force me to go for runs in the mornings and that because it kind of sucks walking around, eating a packet of hot chips and you see a girl your age run around you and run on towards her dream body. -.-

I hate that I just can't accept myself for who I am, but who am I kidding, this body ain't exactly pretty. I can't wait for the day science pulls through and whips up a pill that will make all your fat fall right off your body.

Until that day comes, I think I'll just settle for a salad...