This thread was bumped, and it made Dutchy remember something. So here it goes, it's somewhat relevant to the topic. Kinda. Well not really. But he needs to get it off his chest. It's kind of a blog. I feel like a plebeian after skimming through the entire thing again. Dutchy plans on suddenly working out on New Years Day and he will claim its part of a New Years Revolution. I say "suddenly" because Dutchy's family will think of it as such. I could have started working out any time in the last two months. However, Dutchy doesn't like his family sometimes, as they continue to constantly ask questions about his life whenever they learn about an event going on, this is especially true with his aunts and grandmother (You think this sounds normal, but trust me, the way they do it is not. I can tolerate anybody else asking a few questions about his life, but not them, no, it's BAD). Therefore, he tends to make an effort to completely separate his family life and his friends life. Anyways, he knows that if he starts working out, Dutchy's family will be curious as to what has made him start such a dramatic change in his life. They will ask questions, and they will do it how they usually do it, and I hate that. One of them and her obese self may attempt to be humorous and tease Dutchy for it, telling him that he wants super big muscles and wants "the ladies" and she'll do her women things that make her feel cute and 20. Dutchy has considered suicide because it really, really, really bothers him. It's annoying and I hope she dies of natural causes in the near future. So my plan is to use "New Years Resolution" as his excuse so they won't be as curious and bothersome. He will also try to only workout in a single place and tell his immediate family not to inform the extended family of my plans. I kinda wish that I got my ass kicked or even get shot by a firearm so they could be less curious and assume that I'm just trying to not die or some shit like that. However, "New Years Resolution" is what all Dutchy has so far. He has to work with it and hopes his family ignores him when he's finally noticeably big while wearing clothes. I'll be going to college and avoiding the family as much as possible during that time when he's bigger. I'm not really sure what's wrong with me and why I'm thinking all these things. End of blog. Thank you for reading.