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When I look in the mirror, that is all I see.  Fat everywhere.  I always look down and wonder how I got like this.

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Over the summer, I worked out every day and ate well.  People could actually see the difference and I was happy.

Now, I sit in my dorm doing nothing but gaining weight.  I can’t even look at my prom photos because of all the fat I see on myself.

My friends and boyfriend don’t understand what I mean when I say I am fat.  Somehow they don’t see it, but that’s all I see.

I mean, maybe I am the problem.  Maybe my brain is messed up and that’s why I see myself the way I do.  I have never been able to see myself as anything but fat since fifth grade.  But, now, when I look back I know that was never true, so maybe I can only ever see myself as fat no matter what I do.

I wish I could look at myself and just see how I truly am to everyone else around me.

Maybe this summer once I go back to the gym everything will be different, but I don’t know if I will ever really see what I look like when I look in the mirror.

Chocolate Chip Pancakes with a Side of kirbyfullyloaded.

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So my wish came true!

I was able to go to the beach with an amazing friend of mine, Emmy (kirbyfullyloaded).

It was nice being able to be away from the dorms.It felt like the first time in a long time since I had been away from school related things.

Emmy’s mom is amazing. She made us breakfast everyday. In fact, this morning she made us chocolate chip pancakes and we ate them watching the high tide with the early sun.

Chocolate. Sun. Sand. Ocean. What else could a girl ask for??

Anyways, after breakfast, we both changed from our pajamas into our bathing suits (although it probably wasn’t the best idea considering my massive food baby) and ran to tan on the deck of her house. We listened to Maroon 5 together and made plans for our next weekend date! Hopefully we will be able to surf and bake a bunch of fattening goodies.

Weekends like this really let me value my friends and realize importance of spending time with good people.
Being able to stay up late with Emmy, snacking on random cookies, seaweed, and digestive wheat crackers (trust me, they taste absolutely amazing), just to keep us awake while we talked all night until the early hours of the morning was great.
Painting our nails for hours, singing along to music, critiquing singers for foibles in their voices, and not being able to wake up from staying up so late…priceless.

It lets me step back and realize how blessed I am with my friends.

Thank you Emmy for letting me stay at your house this weekend.

You are an amazing girl. Never change.

Fat Sundays with Tom Cruise

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Huddled together.

Light cutting the darkness like blades

through the spaces between the blinds.

Our heads come closer to the screen,

our limbs intertwined.

A mess of blankets and

the overwhelming scent of Chinese food.

Golden Moon did it again.

Our stomachs are aching

but, we don’t mind.

Tom Cruise is almost dead,

Julia with a gun in her hand.

HE’S ALIVE!

We all let out a sigh of relief,

our hands let go of each others.

This is a good Sunday afternoon.

Surrounded by my friends,

just being fat and lazy.

I am so happy.

This is happiness.

“Friendship is a special kind of love.”

Skinny V. Fat

smackyjackjack3 Comments

Being skinny isn’t fun.

Everyone always makes some stupid comment about me eating more. Oh right. Because I’m skinny means that  I hate food. It’s not that I hate food, it’s just that I like food to be good. I’m not like all of you food obsessed fattys who need to eat a twinkie in between their snacks or else they’ll pass out.

The odd thing about it is that I always get called skinny by really fat people. My old dentist used to always tell me to eat more. “Forget you fatty!” I wanted to say. “Hows about you lay off the Hostess cupcakes, then tell we can talk.”

I think it’s some kind of weird vendetta fat people have against  us skinny people.  Like they need to point out that we are skinny, to make themselves feel ok.

I tell you, if I were to call every fat person I see fat, then I would be the bad one. I think I’ll try that. Every time some overweight know-it-all tells me to eat more, i’ll tell him to eat less. We’ll see how that works.

I would say that as a whole skinny people have to deal with more crap that fat people. Only because it’s socially acceptable to make fun of a skinny person, and not a fat person. Maybe that’s because 62% of all American adults are overweight or obese.

I would much rather be skinny than fat. I haven’t seen many skinny people dying of heart attacks or such things. Skinny people have it good. We save money on food, we have more room on airplanes and we don’t have to squeeze through doorways.