A hard worker, and don't you forget it

I'm am so physically out of shape. I'm shaped like a pear. And a pretty dang big one. I've always liked to pig out, and apparently, unlike the other girls, I got fat. Everyone told me that sooner of later I'd grow into my height. Obviously, later is more practical than sooner. But I work so hard to stay, somewhat healthy. Everytime I started a diet, I could never follow through. I'm about to be as heavy as my mother. Before, I was fat, but still looked reasonable in clothes. Now, I look like a pregnant teen!!! I keep telling myself. RESIST TEMPTATION!. But they're everywhere. Tasty oily foods. All my friends eat them. Their "healthy" diet will never catch up to them. Well, probably when they're dead and rotting in their coffin. But then again, they're rotting. I'm trying. Honestly. I LOVE TO COOK THOUGH! I just have to pre-occupy myself. Like reading.....hahahha whew that was funny. I'll think of something. I swim everyday and I'm trying really hard to qualify for state championships. But I need a QUAL time. And I have a B time. But I'm aging up. So my ONE little B time is going to turn into a C time. I don't want to get high blood pressure or high sugar blood like my parents. So I'll just have that as my inspiration. Time to pump up the diet.

What starts as a dream

I've always been the dreamer poet. The one that believes she'll be a big time writer. But I've always had those people, that told me I'd never make it. The kind of people, that told me I was nothing, that I'd never succeed in life, if I depended on my writing. Maybe they're right, but..., maybe they're wrong. What started as a hope for me, slowly turned into a dream. It was something I strived for, every single day of my life. Even though, I've been disappointed a couple of times, but what keeps me going on, is that deep inside my heart, my belief that I can make it, still burns. I know a miracle touches one soul out of all the others. But how I know my soul is going to be touched by a miracle. Is that I can stand up and say, I'm gonna be that one.

Oh, don't you just want to KILL HER.

Everyone knows her as the angel from above. I know her as the two faced brat she really is. She thinks she can start off fresh at our district swim team. Well honey, not here you can't. You might think you're pretty. You might even think you're nice. But here, you're nothing, you're the ground I walk on. You can't fool one of us darlin'. No one cares if you're too skinny. No one really cares, if you're too nice.. You might deceive some people, but you'll never be able to deceive yourself. You've betrayed those who have been loyal to you. You're no longer worthy, of me, or my friend.I might feel sorry for you. But I don't fear you. So bring it on, because as soon as everyone realizes that they've been fooled. They're gonna wonder who did it to them. Then they're gonna think of you. Then they're gonna rip you limb from limb. Oh don't worry. I'll be there....video taping the whole thing. So basically, I'll be right there with you. I don't care if you're nice, or mean, but I hate how you just can't seem to pick a personality. You're a horrid little witch at school, but as soon as you come to swim team practice, you're cinderella. Awwwww...don't you just want to, KILL HER.