In the previous chapter, I have confessed that I stay up late and then proceed to wake up at ridiculous times - such as 1:00 in the afternoon. This makes the diet I have started at the near end of the school year a bit more simple and less worrying. Believe me, when I'm in the kitchen, eating becomes a thing just because you're bored. During the last three weeks of the school year, I figured out that I barely ate my school lunch, so things would be better off if I just didn't eat a at the same time didn't waste food another child could eat. I never really was hungry anyways. Heck, even eating 5 almonds could fill me up at lunch!
The point is, I'm trying not to eat too much junk, especially when my father isn't necessarily the world's best cook. Tonight I'm making chicken for dinner to stop my brother's complaining and my mom's, "I wasn't telling you to do anything, honey." *sigh* Why does this stuff happen even around food? Don't worry, I'm still eating properly. Since summer is here, I actually have time to make myself eggs an pancakes, so technically skipping lunch doesn't starve me. Especially since I'm not awake to even start the day off with breakfast (that means I wake up and eat breakfast as my lunch). Okee, enough food talk, time to finish writing all of the other problems so that I stop complaining. You can skip the next chapters if you don't want to hear any of this stuff.
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