What's New Pussy Cat?

Well, being that I am a cat lover, I enjoy sitting outside and watching my two cats romp around in the back yard. Yesterday, before heading to work, I decided to wake myself up with a cup of coffee while sitting on the back porch. Max, our one year old tabby, was snoozing under a chair. Now I can't leave our other tom cat unmentioned. Boots seems to think that me and my boyfriend Adam are his biological kitty parents. Anyways, as I sat and watched Max go from a deep sleep to a spastic ADHD like state, I began to think how nice it would be to be a cat for a day. I say one day because I'm sure it would get old pretty fast. Cats are very independent, caring, affectionate animals, and that is why I love them so much. They can be independent when they want to, and have all the love and attention whenever they wish. Roam wherever they please, and bathe in the sun all day. No worrying about what their hair looks like or what to eat that day. . . because they have no choice. Just for a day, being a cat seems as if it would be a mini-vacation from our hectic life. To relax in the sun and sleep all day. Max and Boots are two of a kind.

Tuesday is a day of boredom

First off, I will explain the title of my blog, since I failed to do so in the last post. I am on a journey to skinny-ism, which requires me to eat carboard flavored food and run until my heart explodes. So, when I created the blog, I really wanted this nice, chocolatey bowl of Cocoa Pebbles. No, I did not fail my diet, so I turned to the wonderful cardboard flavored soup that I eat every day. It's all about wants vs. needs, which is how I came up with my title. I have to gain this will power to determine to difference between which foods I should really be eating.

Well today has been such a boring day. Laziness has overcome my body, after a nice 25 minutes jog around the neighborhood. My excitement for this week long vacation is about to make me burst at the seams. But as my mother has always told me, "Don't wish your life away." So, I suppose the remainder of the week will not be wished away, but rather drag by painfully slow.

I am starting to gain more confidence in myself after just one week of working out at the gym. I've realized that buddy systems help you stay motivated in doing things that cause agonizing pain to your body. My main goal is not a number, but the amount of confidence that I regain in the end of my weight loss journey.

Andy You're a Star

Later on I will explain the title of my blog "All I want is a bowl of Cocoa Pebbles", but for now, I want to dedicate my first post to Andy.

Well, I did not know how to start off my blog, so I decided to post on the topic of Andy Alexander. Andy passed away on 4-20-05 at age 17, after being broadsided by an 18-wheeler. He was due to graduate this June, but left his legacy for all of the other graduates. Andy was the crazy, goofy, spontaneous kid who never had an enemy. He waltzed into my life with electric blue hair and a Ramone's tee shirt about 4 years ago. Without going into detail about mine and Andy's friendship, I would like to say that he was one of those people that lit up the room with his humor and personality. I refuse to go into any detail regarding Andy's funeral which was a horrible experience for many of Model High's past and present students. Only because he leaves behind so much more than that.We all lead very different lives, but at the age that I am currently at, I wish that we could have all been as wise as Andy when it comes to our outlook on life itself. Andy always said that he never had any regrets, or never cared how he could be judged, and continued to live each day as if it were his last. Andy made such a huge impact on so many people, and will continue doing so through his spirit.I guess in starting the blog, I wanted this to be my first post. My life has changed since I met Andy, and it will continue to change. Those who did not know Andy are very unfortunate, for he was a person who was like no other, and he made an empty space that will never be filled.