Scales. You suck, so bad. Like, can you stop changing my weight? I haven't done anything differently really in the past few days. In fact, I think I've been more active. Perhaps I haven't been working out hardcore (because of the long weekend, my grandmother, and well I've just been exhausted), but I planted flowers, I went on walks, I barely stood still. Why is it that every time I lose three pounds, a few days later you tell me that I gained them all back? My eating habits have stayed the same. I've been drinking SO MUCH MORE WATER than I normally do (and I drink a lot), and to boot, I've been drinking LEMON WATER to cleanse my body, but apparently that doesn't work.
Screw you, scale.
I'm not going on you until next week. I hate you so much. You ruin my life.
I'm going to prove you wrong and work out today by walking and doing weight-loss yoga. If that doesn't work and I don't lose the three pounds I apparently gained back, I'm going to go buy a new scale that ACTUALLY MAKES SENSE.
LIKE, DON'T YOU HATE SCALES? They're so depressing, especially when you want to reach a goal but THEY AREN'T COOPERATING. DIE, SCALES. DIE!