Incase I die tonight...

Here are some confessions of mine... Just wanted to get all of this off my chest...



I shot the sheriff, but I didn't shoot the deputy.

I let the dogs out.

I found Waldo, Nemo, AND Carmen Sandiago

I cut Justin Bieber's hair

I CAN touch this

I CAN believe it's not butter

I personally believe bell bottom pants will make a comeback

I created a fake moon landing video in 1969

I created Windows 7

I made the crop circles with the alien's help

I wore the bigfoot costume in Buff Creek, California

I didn't catch a grenade for ya

I am afraid

I didn't taste the rainbow

I say never on a daily basis

I blame it on the alcohol

I did mess with Jim

I'm not actually workin on a farm

Your love isn't actually my drug. Heroin is.

I'm not actually my own grandpa.

I don't want to blow up china.

I strive to not be who i r

I'm under the impression that i wasn't born this way

Red Bull never game me wings

I do not run on Dunkin

I once didn't say "Yum" when someone said Red Robin



But... it's okay yall....



I didn't help write Friday.

I have no idea what to title this,

Nor do I have an idea as to what to talk about. I don't have something to be random about. I'm so lost! Help meh! D:

Infomercials

Oddly deceptive.
Very intriguing.
Evil.

Those are a few words of the top of my head that I could use to describe infomercials. My family knows that about this time last year, with me not in school, and having the luxury to stay up until 5am, I watch a lot of infomercials. I also get sucked in by them. P90X is a good example. I must have watched that infomercial like 50 times! So when I finally coaxed my parents into forking up all of that money for it... I did it, what? Three times? Yeah. Thrice. And, boy, did those times feel good. I LOVE the way working out feels... About thirty minutes after I've done it. During it, however, I hate it. Absolutely hate it. But the point is, infomercials to me are like KFC potato bowls to a fat person - I can't stay away. I actually just watched an infomercial on another Beach Body product called Insanity. I practically had the phone in hand before I realized what that I was making another mistake. That they were just luring in me in for another round of failure. There's only so many times a fat kid can watch an infomercial about people getting ripped, no equipment, no anything, just you and the DVD before he'll cave. It's quite the nuisance. So what am I going to do? Save up my pennies and call in to buy it? Then what? I get it in a few days, do it once or twice, then quit? After spending 120$ on that? No thanks you. So, do I do P90X and just deal with the lack of a pull up bar, and take 90 days to get to my goals? Do I con my parents into buying ANOTHER workout DVD system? Do I decide to just make a 500 calorie deficit a day, then walk for an hour a day, thus making my calorie deficit of the week about 3500-7000 (not sure on how many calories are burned from an hour walking), or 2-4 lb. every two weeks? Or.. Do I take the easy path and do none of the above? I'm on my way to being a in sophomore high school, and I'm pretty sick of not being in shape the way I know I could be. I promised I'd do P90X for a simple reason - I thought I would. I thought I could. I wouldn't have said so otherwise. It's kind of a hard decision.

IDK. I guess leave your thoughts below? I dunno. Do what you feel is necessary in order for your selfish desire to be needed is fulfilled.