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Ok so im a week out from my show exactly. I wake up this morning, my dad is making the family pancakes and waffles with syrup, i make my eggs right next to him. Im fine i can deal w that, no biggie. Go in my room, check my email where i swear i have 3 different emails about cookies, and pizza (til today i have NEVER gotten food spam). Dont pay too much mind to it, it was a fluke. Go to the tanning salon, theyr celebrating some bs and have pizzas at the front counter. No biggie, i go tan, whatever, but i can smell the shit since im in the bed right next to the front desk. Fans keep me from smellin it, but soon as im out i smell it again. Go home and shower, make my meal, asshole friend decides to come over eating mcdonalds and purposely taunt me, i throw him out. Take a nap. Wake up somehow my friend got in and left cupcakes on my bedstand, i go to hit my alarm clock and my hand lands in one. Damn i wanted to lick off the icing, i throw them out n wash my hands. Make my so yummy grilled chicken, veggies, and 1/4 yam. Now im sitting down to eat this, turn on TV w my lil bro. Simpsons on. Its about Bart getting fat as fuck, eating every little bit of junk food on the planet that exists. Day isnt over yet.... what next.... i wish i could say only 7 more days, but i got another show 4 weeks after this.... sheeeessshhh