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Hi, how are ya. Im just here to tell you how productive my day has been so far. I woke up feeling pretty dead inside, and found myself unable to lift my arms above my head due to the previous days workout. Nonetheless, I persevered through the unbearable pain and went to the gym. I worked on my lower body, I did some exercises to try to help reduce the gigantic mass that happens to have been my THICC legs. I also worked on my gigantic muscular arms. After that, I seemed to have gone into (what someone could only assume) a mental breakdown. I started to deep clean. Everything. First, my room. Top to bottom, throwing out things, dusting, vacuuming. Once I was done with this affair I found myself wanting to clean everything else in my house. So NATURALLY, I deep cleaned everything else in my house. I cleaned the dishes too for good measure. My mother came up to me and thanked me for my spontaneous hard work and jokingly asked what I wanted, I then replied that "I AM A GOOD CHRISTIAN GIRL AND IM BEING A GOOD DAUGHTER" I was sweaty and disgusting from my previous activities and decided I needed a shower. I then proceeded to take a shower only to realize that there was NO hot water left due to my washer machine cleaning my bed sheets. Nonetheless, I persevered through the frigid waters screaming the phrase "I AM A NEW WOMAN" 20 minutes later, I step out of the shower moist and numb. But thats okay because I came out with silky smooth legs and the passion of 1,000 burning suns. My stomach growled as I realized I had been running on EXACTLY a half a cup of Activia yogurt.