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Finally added an archive section since the main page was getting way too long. Plus I needed to get that stupid fucking poem away from here as fast as possible. I suppose I could have just deleted, but whatever.

Also finally added the button for CrashTestDummy. So sorry it took so long.

Graduation

As a freshman, it's fucking tough having a senior as your best friend. Georgia's graduation day finally arrived, and it hit me that things won't be the same anymore. I'm stoked that Georgia made it through all the hard work, but at the same time, it sucks to think that our school days are behind us now.

Despite my mixed emotions, I was determined to make Georgia's graduation day as special as possible. I woke up early and made a giant "CONGRATS GRAD" banner to hang in her front yard. Then, I headed to the store to buy her favorite flowers to make a bouquet. But when I arrived at the graduation ceremony, I was hit with a wave of nostalgia. Memories of this past year flooded back, and I couldn't help but feel a bit emotional. It was hard to believe that is was all over, and soon Georgia would be starting a new chapter in her life.

As I watched Georgia walk across the stage to receive her diploma, I couldn't help but feel incredibly proud of her. She had worked so hard throughout high school and college, and she truly deserved all the success and recognition she was receiving. We took a ton of pictures with our friends and families, and I made sure to give Georgia an extra-big hug. I knew that things would be different now that we weren't in school together, but I was determined to keep our friendship strong. It was tough knowing that we wouldn't be in school together anymore, and it felt like the end of an era. However, I quickly snapped out of it and promised to make this summer one to remember. We had so much planned, from road trips to beach days to bonfires, and I was determined to make the most of it before Georgia had to join the "real world." With that thought in mind, we made a toast to the future - whatever it may hold.

Fitness - Part 2

I'm not going to lie, I was skeptical when I first met Jaida. I had gone through so many personal trainers in the past, and I had never found one that really clicked with me. But from the very first session, I knew that Jaida was different. She pushed me harder than I had ever been pushed before, but she did it in a way that was motivating and encouraging, rather than demoralizing.

It hasn't been an easy journey. There have been days when I've wanted to quit, when I've looked in the mirror and felt like I was making no progress at all. But then I look back at the old photos of myself, when I was heavier and less confident, and I know that I've come a long way.

I'm still not at my ultimate goal weight, but I'm proud of what I've accomplished so far. And I'm even more proud of the fact that I've found a trainer who believes in me and pushes me to be my best self. So here's to the next leg of the journey – I know it won't be easy, but I'm ready to take it on. And I promise to keep you all updated on my progress, no matter how foul-mouthed I get along the way.

There have been setbacks, of course. There have been weeks when I've fallen off the wagon, or nights where I've eaten half a pizza and a pint of ice cream. But I've learned not to beat myself up over it. It's a process, and one mistake isn't going to undo all the progress I've made. And now, with Jaida's help, I'm learning how to bounce back from setbacks more quickly and get back on track.

It hasn't been easy, but I'm proud of how far I've come. I'm even starting to feel comfortable enough to post some before-and-after photos on my Instagram, even though the thought of people seeing me at my heaviest is still embarrassing. But it's important to show the progress I've made and inspire others to start their own journeys. So before we jump to the present, here's the progress from about six months ago.

Fitness - Part 1

I've always been a bigger person. I never really cared about it before, but as I got older, I realized that I wasn't happy with the way I looked and felt. I was sick of being out of breath after climbing a few flights of stairs or feeling self-conscious about my body in public. So, I decided to do something about it. And let me tell you, it's been a fucking journey.

I hired a personal trainer, Jaida, who is amazing. She pushes me to my limits, but I always feel accomplished after our workouts. I never thought I could do half of the things she makes me do, but here I am, doing them. It's not just about losing weight for me, it's about feeling healthy and strong.

It's been a rollercoaster ride, though. There have been days where I feel like I'm not making any progress, or I slip up and eat a whole pizza by myself. But then there are days where I look in the mirror and think, "damn, I'm actually starting to look good."

Looking at old photos of myself when I was heavier is fucking embarrassing, but it's also a reminder of how far I've come. I'm proud of myself for sticking to it and not giving up. It's not easy, but it's worth it. I still have a ways to go, but I'm excited to see where this journey takes me.

If you're reading this and you're on your own weight loss journey, keep going. It's not easy, but you got this. And if you're thinking about starting, just fucking do it. You won't regret it.

Anyway, I'll take the plunge and post a photo from about a year ago as much as it makes me nauseous. I'll add updates every so often, at least until the point where you stop wanting to vomit at the sight of me, and instead perverts start sending inappropriate messages or dick pics or something.

One Down...Three to Go

As the end of the semester approaches, I can't help but feel a mix of emotions. On one hand, I'm excited to be done with my freshman year of college and to have a break from the stress of classes and exams. On the other hand, I'm a bit disappointed that I didn't get the full college experience by not living on campus.

Commuting to school every day was definitely the more practical option for me, but now I'm wondering if I missed out on something important. I've heard so many stories from my friends who lived in dorms, and it sounds like they had so much fun and made lifelong friendships.

At the same time, I know that commuting saved me a lot of money, and I was able to maintain a closer connection to my family and community. Plus, I was able to avoid some of the drama that can come with living in close quarters with other people.

I mean, I'm grateful for the opportunity to attend college and to have completed my first year successfully. But I can't help but wonder what my experience might have been like if I had chosen to live on campus. Maybe I'll consider it for next year.

Sydney: The Prettiest Woman in the World

Hey guys, I wanted to take a moment to gush about someone who is very near and dear to my heart: my sister-in-law, Sydney.

First of all, let's just address the elephant in the room: this woman is drop-dead gorgeous. I mean, seriously - she's like a goddess or something. And what's even more amazing than her physical beauty is her inner beauty. This woman has a heart of gold and a spirit that just radiates kindness and warmth.

But it's not just her looks and personality that make Sydney so amazing - it's also the way she takes care of the people around her. As a mother to my adorable nephew Liam, she's always patient, loving, and attentive. And as a wife to my brother Ethan, she's supportive, caring, and always willing to lend an ear or a helping hand.

I know that some people might think it's weird for me to be so obsessed with my sister-in-law, but honestly, I can't help it. This woman is a true gem, and I feel so lucky to have her in my life.

Sydney, if you're reading this (which I know you probably are, because you're always so supportive of everything I do), I just want you to know how much I love and appreciate you. You're the prettiest woman in the world, inside and out. Keep being amazing, sis.