I am a 23 year old and i am living in a dump were mice poop is everywhere and the room is so small i cant keep all of my things organized. no matter how much i clean the next day there seems to be more. I hate were I life and people keep telling I am lucky? how am I lucky when I have alot of bills to pay and life in a dump. Not only that but I feel like loser with no future. I am gain weight since i started going to college and it sucks and everyone I know say how big I got or how I really should lose weight and that includes my parents as well. I am been living on my own since the age of 18 and I feel like I am not getting anywhere with my life. I work part time but hardly make any movies to support myself. I hate rich spoiled kids because they don't know how lucky they have it. | |
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So about those mice... I don't know if you are squeamish about rodents, but the best way to get rid of them is through traps. If you resort to poison, they usually end up decaying in your walls or floors or crawl spaces, leaving a strong, nasty, odor that can linger- too long. Go to your local hardware store or even wal-mart. They are cheap, a little tricky to set, but they do work. Put a piece of cheese or peanut butter on them to draw them to their death. Once you have them set- it will only be a matter of minutes until you hear the "SNAP" of the trap!
Now, onto more serious problems- like being heavy... Honey, I can totally relate. It sucks. Period. But if you were to loose just even a little, it will boost your self-confidence and energy level exponentially! Start off easy. At first, just go for a walk. Get some fresh air somewhere- Try to get into a routine. Go for your walk before class, or after class. Pretty soon, the walk turns into a jog. Then the jog turns into a run- and soon your losing weight, burning calories, and life is good:)
If you have a physical condition, limiting you from exercise- find an alternative way not to put too much force on the injured limb. For me- I severely fractured my ankle in January. That meant no exercise like jogging or running. It's been a year and a few months. I've gained fifty pounds or so, and look like I'm pregnant. But lately, I have been walking. Short walks at first. Now I am hiking. It hurts like a M-EFER, but I know if I don't force myself to do it- I will be delivering triplets soon. Wait- I'm not pregnant! In anycase, you will succeed- all you have to do is find the motivation! Tell yourself, you know what, I am going to walk a mile. When you've done it- treat yourself to something. Reward yourself- you deserve it!
Be courageous my friend- I know you can do it!
And we're all rootin for yah!
Cursed
Help you I must, and then from what I see we can spend some movies on extra small condom, in order to have happy fun with neighborhood dog!
You are for my hate, which I do to you.
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