The start of a long march

I powered on my lappy and did the best thing I did for myself. I made a promise. That i was going to change for the better. Do things that made me happy, love myself more, and start a path of neverending self improvement. Alot of my past was about dating the wrong people, and damn and i glad for the people who stuck around and stuck with me so today is a new beginning. I'm going to start the blog well not really the start but kick of with a spanking new me. I'm back and i promise sexier than ever.

What prompted me to scrutinise myself? Past 2 mths my life has been work. off day. sleep in. work. Most recently it's been work. off day. play game. nap. msn. nap. work and the whole vicious cycle just kicks in my world a repetition living my brains a lump of fermenting crap. The words of a very frank a* hole revertibrates in repetition You like being heavy and fat?
I'm not an idiot to sarcasm i'm sure he didn't mean it that way and no i don't like being this way. I haven't liked what i've seen in the mirror for sometime now.

I'm no longer just a scar on the bedpost. Reminiscence of some lay that you'd thought you'd never get. I'm no longer the person you got to absorb all the blame because someone has to take the rap. And if you think you still can kick me around please be prepared for a kick back. :D