So I went to a concert 2 days ago with an amazing girl. I decided to get a haircut... for some reason the last 2 haircuts I have got, and both were right before dates because I didn't like how it looked long... have made me look SOOO not good. I didn't even look at the haircut I got on Wednesday before the One Republic concert. When I got home, I was mortified. I looked at the pictures, my hair is junk, my skin is so white, and I look sickly! So basically I'm in
pictures with this gorgeous girl, and I look about the worst I ever have. Oh and my lips were chapped too. Go figure. Why is it, that no matter how much I work out, I don't get more buff? I just weigh more and look skinnier. For the last 2 months I have weighed between 215 and 218. I look almost as skinny now as when I lost 12 pounds on my mission. Compare...
Mission: 178 lbs.
Now: 215 lbs. Maybe I have muscle dis morphia or something. And then at dinner, we were like, let's not talk about exes. ... So I ended up talking about my exes all night. It wasn't really my fault though because she knew people/ she dated 2 people that had caused me massive pain, and then I sit next to one of my exes' previous boyfriends and it just went off from there, and then I saw my last girlfriend sitting about 10 feet from me totally trying to hide. And I saw Mekenzy there, so I told Callie all these stories about all these crazy people that were bombarding me all at the same time in the same night. It was NUTS! I haven't even talked about my exes in at least a year. It's something I never do. Wow. So I wish I hadn't cut my hair, it looked much better Wednesday morning than Wednesday night, I wish I looked my weight so people wouldn't guess 30 lbs under almost always, and I wish not a single person I had ever dated would have come up. Bed time, I'll write about my best friend's wife tomorrow.
pictures with this gorgeous girl, and I look about the worst I ever have. Oh and my lips were chapped too. Go figure. Why is it, that no matter how much I work out, I don't get more buff? I just weigh more and look skinnier. For the last 2 months I have weighed between 215 and 218. I look almost as skinny now as when I lost 12 pounds on my mission. Compare...
Mission: 178 lbs. 
Now: 215 lbs. Maybe I have muscle dis morphia or something. And then at dinner, we were like, let's not talk about exes. ... So I ended up talking about my exes all night. It wasn't really my fault though because she knew people/ she dated 2 people that had caused me massive pain, and then I sit next to one of my exes' previous boyfriends and it just went off from there, and then I saw my last girlfriend sitting about 10 feet from me totally trying to hide. And I saw Mekenzy there, so I told Callie all these stories about all these crazy people that were bombarding me all at the same time in the same night. It was NUTS! I haven't even talked about my exes in at least a year. It's something I never do. Wow. So I wish I hadn't cut my hair, it looked much better Wednesday morning than Wednesday night, I wish I looked my weight so people wouldn't guess 30 lbs under almost always, and I wish not a single person I had ever dated would have come up. Bed time, I'll write about my best friend's wife tomorrow.
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