Help. I'm Gonna be 50
OK. I decided maybe I'll stick with my gym. I'd miss seeing my crush if I left—not that anything would ever come of it. But he sure is nice to look at. What's the English equivalent for gggaaahhhh with drool running down my chin?
I wrapped my leg and it seems to help. I'm doing a lot of stretching as well. I only did 30 minutes of cardio this morning followed with the stretching.
The eating is still not where it should be.
Work sucks.
Life is boring.
I'm going to be 50 on Sunday.
I'm old.
I'm tired.
I don't know what I should be doing.
OK. I gotta go to work.
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