HOMEWORK. Homework. Homework. Fencing. Homework. Cello Practice. Homework. That’s what my weekdays in 8th grade are starting to look like. I am ALWAYS tired because I never get enough sleep since I’m always so busy. But, alas, this is the life of a hipster in training; obscure sport, instrument, and academics. I’d be doing this stuff even if I wasn’t vying to be a hipster, but now that I am I guess I don’t have a lot to complain about. I can’t wait for the weekend; that’s the only time I can use to spend however I want. But for now, I have to struggle through the weeks… I’ve complained enough about my life, so whateves. Let’s move on to more hipster-related things.
This is a fact of hipster-dom: Hipsters are skinny. I’m not FAT, but I’m not hipster-sized either. Even if I tried to be a hipster at my current weight, I wouldn’t feel comfortable wearing all those skinny jeans and crap. So, my goal? To become half anorexic. Not COMPLETELY anorexic, but I’ll only eat as much as I need to not be extremely hugry. I’m 105 now, but I plan to be, at the most, 90. Today, however, I have failed. I ate about 1200 – 1500 calories, which is a good amount for maintaining your weight, but not for losing any. Tomorrow I’ll skip breakfast, have a small amount of lunch, and maybe some dinner. I have to lose all of this weight by December… well, it won’t be TOO hard. I hope.
If I wasn’t so busy, I’d be conversing with my other hipster-in-training, Neena, abouth the official rules and guidelines about becoming a hipster… but since I’m about to leave for fencing practice, I’ll have to leave you with this cliffhanger. I’ll try my best to post that stuff by tomorrow, but you know how my schedule is. This weekend, me and Neena will hopefully hang out, so we can talk in person about our future hipsterness without all of the nosy middle school kids.
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