the beginning of my addiction to receiving parcels.. scholastics book orders.
The ones that make you want to be a better person.. keep’em close.
ive made a habit out of not giving a fuck if im not happy.
When I see people post insanely fat gluttonous meals (i.e. hogtown poutine), I get borderline grossed-out by how they think it’s okay. I would imagine eating their meals, and regret every bite.
I wasn’t always like this though.. my mentality for food used to be very yolo. Now that I’m tracking down what I’m eating everyday, I can’t yolo anymore. I have to deal with the guilt that comes with reviewing these food diaries everyday. I have to eat like a responsible adult.
edit: But no worries! “Responsible” goes both ways. I make great efforts in cooking delicious balanced meals : ) (note my ig @vilaulau) I just don’t enjoy this guilt I feel when I overeat. BUT I’LL GET OVER IT.
aesthetics > cravings
the other day, a patient asked me for my name so they could know who to ask for next time. someone believes in me :)
there are some common practices in my relationship that i thought was okay to apply to outsiders. but really aren’t. and are actually slightly awkward when i look back at myself. i.e., asking what people are having for lunch everyday.
oh well. time fo som blogilates!
stay super strong viv!
what good are dreams? the good ones remind me how poorly reality measures up, and the bad ones ruin what could have been peaceful nights.