a little something for all you lovely people. . .
*after I've eaten thx-giving dinner*
Me: *rubs stomach* Ugh, I'm so fat.
Dad: *sticks out tongue* then why don't you excersise or something?
Me: *gasps* Dad, how could you even suggest that!
Dad: What. What'd I do?
Me: *glares* Excersising is like telling God that you don't love his gift to you; your body. He gave you, well, YOU, and to excercise and slim yourself down is like telling him you hate his work. Ugh, I mean- I can't- just- ugh. I thought this was thanksgiving, not returns-giving. *stands up, still rubbing stomach and stomps out*
So I mean, this was a little. . . imaginative. But, the message is all the same. God made you the way you are for a reason! Now I'm not saying that keeping ontop of yourself is not right--by all means, go ahead and jog! Go to the gym even! But to change your whole self by peer pressure is not worth it! If you don't want to, DONT DO IT. Damn society.
Society kills guys, stay dreamin' and keep sleepin'.