Time flies, eh?
I have felt the LEAST creative in the past two months. :| I think it's the increasing amount of dubstep music videos and Sparkles The Frilly Vampire fans. (I honestly keep forgetting his name so I just call him Sparkles now.)
Strange thing happened few days back. I was staring at my Facebook news feed last week and among the array of daily status updates and wall posts about people's lives and their socks, I saw this post which said "I can't seem to lose any more weight..! I totally give up! I feel so fat and ridiculous." I happen to meet this girl on a weekly basis, and she's a swimmer who is in BRILLIANT shape, and she's around 15.
WHAT?
I hate this 'perfect figure' madness. I remember, when I was around 13, my dad told me that dreadful, evil sentence.
"Look at your cousins. They're in shape."
Which, my 13 year old brain automatically translated to "You're FAT."
(I love the man, but sometimes his words still sting.)
I remember shutting down. God, that was so scary, diving into a dark, unknown place. Something, I came to regret. No, I was not anorexic. I was very close to the possibility of it though. I'd avoid eating every time anyone passed judgement. I'd lose the weight, and people would beam at me and say "Wah! How much of weight you've lost, beta! (kiddo in Hindi)" And when I'd put on a little weight, criticisms would follow, and then those frightful demons would line up, in front of my door, banging at it, screaming my imperfections at me, trying to let themselves in.
The longest I hadn't eaten for was three days. Found out that I couldn't fit in a pair of skinny jeans on the 6th of May. I broke that 'fast' on the 9th of May, 2009. Best meal I ever had, best moment I ever had.
Best. Day. EVER. 'Nuff said.
Do my parents know? No, they don't. I don't intend on telling them any time soon. They'll probably stuff me for the next 30 years (Nervous laugh) :|
How did I get away with it? I'd pretend to be stuffed, or make it look like I ate by putting a bit of food on my plate and placing it tactfully in the sink. Sneaky, no? Just like a llama. (TRUST me. Llamas are sneaky. Ask anyone)
I've only just started admitting it to my friends. It feels nice to share. Like after when your foot falls asleep and then wakes up? Ya like THAT. *Grin* ^.^ ( ..okay maybe not so much :| )
No, don't listen to what the world has to say about you. Don't consider the standards society has set because they're ridonkulous. Single out that optimist in you and listen to that voice in your head that says you're perfect. If people say you're fat, tell them that they're ugly and that you can lose weight. That'll show them.
I want to walk up to that girl who posted that status and grab her by the shoulder and give her ONE TIGHT....!
Hug.
At the end of the day, it doesn't matter what you are. It's who you are that counts. (Look at all that cheese. -_- *GodSoCheesy..*)
Now a song to break the awkward tension (This is my llama song. DON'T STEAL IT BECAUSE OF IT'S BRILLIANCE! It's copyrighted. -.-)
I love llamas! Because they're so fluffy!
I love llamas! I think that they're nice!
I love llamas! They eat lots of beans!
Oh no that llama ate your face. :|
LLAMAS RULE! *jump*
Kthnxbai.
I have felt the LEAST creative in the past two months. :| I think it's the increasing amount of dubstep music videos and Sparkles The Frilly Vampire fans. (I honestly keep forgetting his name so I just call him Sparkles now.)
Strange thing happened few days back. I was staring at my Facebook news feed last week and among the array of daily status updates and wall posts about people's lives and their socks, I saw this post which said "I can't seem to lose any more weight..! I totally give up! I feel so fat and ridiculous." I happen to meet this girl on a weekly basis, and she's a swimmer who is in BRILLIANT shape, and she's around 15.
WHAT?
I hate this 'perfect figure' madness. I remember, when I was around 13, my dad told me that dreadful, evil sentence.
"Look at your cousins. They're in shape."
Which, my 13 year old brain automatically translated to "You're FAT."
(I love the man, but sometimes his words still sting.)
I remember shutting down. God, that was so scary, diving into a dark, unknown place. Something, I came to regret. No, I was not anorexic. I was very close to the possibility of it though. I'd avoid eating every time anyone passed judgement. I'd lose the weight, and people would beam at me and say "Wah! How much of weight you've lost, beta! (kiddo in Hindi)" And when I'd put on a little weight, criticisms would follow, and then those frightful demons would line up, in front of my door, banging at it, screaming my imperfections at me, trying to let themselves in.
The longest I hadn't eaten for was three days. Found out that I couldn't fit in a pair of skinny jeans on the 6th of May. I broke that 'fast' on the 9th of May, 2009. Best meal I ever had, best moment I ever had.
Best. Day. EVER. 'Nuff said.
Do my parents know? No, they don't. I don't intend on telling them any time soon. They'll probably stuff me for the next 30 years (Nervous laugh) :|
How did I get away with it? I'd pretend to be stuffed, or make it look like I ate by putting a bit of food on my plate and placing it tactfully in the sink. Sneaky, no? Just like a llama. (TRUST me. Llamas are sneaky. Ask anyone)
I've only just started admitting it to my friends. It feels nice to share. Like after when your foot falls asleep and then wakes up? Ya like THAT. *Grin* ^.^ ( ..okay maybe not so much :| )
No, don't listen to what the world has to say about you. Don't consider the standards society has set because they're ridonkulous. Single out that optimist in you and listen to that voice in your head that says you're perfect. If people say you're fat, tell them that they're ugly and that you can lose weight. That'll show them.
I want to walk up to that girl who posted that status and grab her by the shoulder and give her ONE TIGHT....!
Hug.
At the end of the day, it doesn't matter what you are. It's who you are that counts. (Look at all that cheese. -_- *GodSoCheesy..*)
Now a song to break the awkward tension (This is my llama song. DON'T STEAL IT BECAUSE OF IT'S BRILLIANCE! It's copyrighted. -.-)
I love llamas! Because they're so fluffy!
I love llamas! I think that they're nice!
I love llamas! They eat lots of beans!
Oh no that llama ate your face. :|
LLAMAS RULE! *jump*
Kthnxbai.
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