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So, since I don't use my Myspace account anymore, I didn't have anywhere to write my thoughts and stuff that goes on in my daily life anymore. Thus, here we are! I'm not trying to gain followers or anything. Just needed a place to write my thoughts down and get my insecurities out of the way when I need to. Nothing fancy, basically just my own personal diary, I guess :)

So, IF anyone is reading this, I'm just a normal woman. I'm 33. Just turned 33, to be exact. I'm a normal person. I'm a mom, a high school teacher, and a housewife. I married my best friend 9 years ago, and I have two little girls who are the light of my life. And, to be honest, I wouldn't change it in any way, shape or form.

In June, 2009, I was diagnosed with Type 2 Diabetes. Since then, I've totally changed my lifestyle. I have lost 70 pounds since then. The past month, though, I have kinda slacked off on the dieting thing. Can't say that I've really got an excuse or anything, cause I don't. I've just been lazy. And because of my laziness, I have gained back five of those 70 pounds. I realized it the other day that I can NOT slack off. I can NOT do any of those things because it won't help me in my fight against diabetes. And that's exactly what it is, a fight. I refuse to let it take over my life. But in order to do that, I have to be diligent on my eating and exercising habits. Haven't done that the past couple of months. I need to get it back. SO, starting today, my sense of accomplishment is renewed, and I will get myself back on track. First things first, is to stop shoving shit into my mouth, which is what I tend to do when I'm bored. JB, my husband, went out and got me Just Dance and Wii Fit Plus to help me out. He's so sweet. Now I just need to stay vigilant to keep at it. I want to get "Blondie," my oldest, to work on it, too. She's a little on the overweight side for an 8 year old, and I do NOT want her to succomb to the childhood torture I had when I was a kid. Kids teasing me all the time and making me feel like I was inferior to them. SB and LV, yeah, that's right, I'm talking about you! All throughout school I was made to feel like I was an outcast because I wasn't the small one....or because I wasn't the popular one....and I hated it. All because I was a little bigger than most of the other girls in my class or grade. Hopefully, I can get my own daughter to avoid having to go through that.

So yeah, in a nutshell, this is my blog. This is my diary. And if I want you to know, I'll write it. If not, then tough banooni berries. Later Days!
Melody