Since the day Constance moved in, she had visited me pretty much everyday, with the one exception she was sick. But since then she has been monitoring my life, and following her standards, everyday has pretty much been:
Wake up at 7.
Breakfast (Eggs, bacon, fruit, milk, she cooks it for me)
Class.
Lunch (Depends, but she still cooks it for me)
Class.
Laundry/Cleaning my living space.
Dinner (Depends, but yeah she still cooks for me)
Homework (30 min after dinner)
Exercise (60 push ups, 60 sit ups, 60 lunges, 60 jumping jacks, she monitors me)
Game.
Go to bed before 1am.
Repeat.
Wake up at 7.
Breakfast (Eggs, bacon, fruit, milk, she cooks it for me)
Class.
Lunch (Depends, but she still cooks it for me)
Class.
Laundry/Cleaning my living space.
Dinner (Depends, but yeah she still cooks for me)
Homework (30 min after dinner)
Exercise (60 push ups, 60 sit ups, 60 lunges, 60 jumping jacks, she monitors me)
Game.
Go to bed before 1am.
Repeat.
Wake up at 7.
Breakfast (Eggs, bacon, fruit, milk, she cooks it for me)
Class.
Lunch (Depends, but she still cooks it for me)
Class.
Laundry/Cleaning my living space.
Dinner (Depends, but yeah she still cooks for me)
Homework (30 min after dinner)
Exercise (60 push ups, 60 sit ups, 60 lunges, 60 jumping jacks, she monitors me)
Game.
Go to bed before 1am.
Repeat.
Wake up at 7.
Breakfast (Eggs, bacon, fruit, milk, she cooks it for me)
Class.
Lunch (Depends, but she still cooks it for me)
Class.
Laundry/Cleaning my living space.
Dinner (Depends, but yeah she still cooks for me)
Homework (30 min after dinner)
Exercise (60 push ups, 60 sit ups, 60 lunges, 60 jumping jacks, she monitors me)
Game.
Go to bed before 1am.
Repeat.
Wake up at 7.
Breakfast (Eggs, bacon, fruit, milk, she cooks it for me)
Class.
Lunch (Depends, but she still cooks it for me)
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This Game Called Life
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