So today was a pretty good day. Woke up at 10:30 AM to go and run errands with Will. We went and got some shorts for him at Mervyn’s then he got a haircut. Then came the interesting part, the Marine Recruiter. I took a pre test to see where I qualified on the scale of which jobs I can get while in the Military. I got 90/99 which qualifies me for any job. And y’all didn’t think I was smart. So then I talked to them for a bit longer about what to say to my parents and just in general why I want to join the Marines.
After that Will and I went and got some food then headed to Sam’s Club so he could get a flat of Energy Drink X. He ended up getting the Java Monsters, I wonder if he’ll like them. So then as we were walking out guess which game was on display. Rock band. Oh, my, God how I love rock band. We spent probably an hour, hour and a half jamming out on the game and then we decided it was time to take off. So we headed to Fry’s to get some cereal for him. We did that, then decided to just go walk around the mall for a bit.
I’ve missed the mall. There’s so much eye candy there it’s ridiculous. We looked in random stores for shoes to see if there were any we liked. We talked to our old manager from Pac Sun for a while just to see what’s up. We also went and hung out with Chris Singer for a bit over at Macy’s. It was fun just being the mall, although all the girls there are like 16-17. All the girls our age are at clubs and whatnot nowadays. So then Will dropped me back off at my house because he was going to dinner with his parents to discuss the Marines. That left me to contemplate what I’m going to do to talk to my parents about it. It’s never been something I was gung ho to do, but now.. I am. I’ve been so focused on going to the Marines these past few days that I’ve completely gotten over Felicia. I mean, I do still love her, she is the best thing that’s ever happened to me, and essentially the worst. And I do still care about her, but I’m done grieving over her. That’s got to be the most amazing feeling ever, not hurting when I think about never being with her again. Because if I think we can be, I’m just fooling myself.
So I also found out that in order to make weight for the Marines I need to cut down to 237. That’s the max. I’m currently 301, I know I know I’m one fat mother fucker. But I’m doing a lot to lose weight. Saturday morning marks the first day that Will and I are going to go running. I’m cutting out all liquids other than water from my diet unless I’m eating a meal, then I’ll afford myself milk. I need to cut down on my calorie intake and drinks is a big part of that. Combine the water with running and exercising as well as lifting weights at Will’s house in the morning and I think I can drop this fat in no time. Wish me luck. I’m going to bed, I need to be at Will’s at 8 AM.
Love, Peace, and Chicken Grease,
-Jin