grumble.

i hate how there isn't anything in this house to eat other than the following things.

1. leftover pizza
2. hot dogs
3. frozen chicken nuggets
4. lettuce
5. cherry poptarts

i'm not a fan of pizza, but have had it for dinner three times this week. i get tired of hot dogs easily because i don't think they taste good, i had one last night for dinner. conner and i ate all the chicken nuggets this week when we weren't having pizza. our parents got into them too and soon they were all gone. i hateeeeeee cherry poptarts and refuse to eat them. so basically, all i've been eating is lettuce. i feel like a rabbit, it's ridiculous. i've had two bags of salad in three days. when i'm tired of salad as meals, i refil my water bottle.

this is so pathetic. my mom asked me if i want a hot dog for dinner and i said "not again! why don't we have real meals any more?" and she answered with "too many dishes. have a hot dog or go hungry."

another reason that i want to live at my dad's, he's an awesome cook, he's a healthy cook, there's always food, cooking is one of his favorite hobbies, he can count the times he's had fast food on one hand.

today i've had the following things: 9 bottles of water, 2 bowls of lettuce, 1 white chocolate lindt ball, 2 pieces of plain toast. i feel like i'm on a strange reality show or something.

this is getting really old.