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| Could I have found a more attractive picture of someone blushing? Certainly. But I feel like this tubby child is so much more appropriate. |
Yesterday I started a food diary blog. Because if there's anything I need more right now, it's another outlet for obsessing over what I eat. ;)
It's not super interesting yet, considering it only has one day of intake posted, haha. But the plan is that I'll update it daily with what I've eaten, because, y'know, that's why food diaries are effective.
I'm kind of light-headed and sleepy right now. The weather has been changing tremendously just within the course of the day and I'm always rather delicate when it comes to temperature change. Thus, I'm not able to come up with some creative segway into the actual topic of this post. So this is all you're getting as far as transitions are concerned. Awesome.
Lately, I've felt like someone in the witness protection program, minus the whole "I witnessed some horrible crime being committed and now the government is forcing me to change my identity so that I can testify at trial and not get shot between now and then" thing. Though, the constant anxiety that someone might notice me or, even worse, recognize me, when out in public - still thriving.
I go to college in my hometown. Thankfully, that's changing soon once we move to Miami, but in the meantime, I still live in constant worry that I'll see someone I knew from high school while walking around on campus - largely minding my own business.
Part of this fear stems from my weight gain during my first years of college. I graduated high school a year early, so while the rest of my classmates were finishing high school, I was living on campus, eating in the dining hall, and getting comfy with a new boytoy. Meaning, rampant weight gain.
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| Photographic evidence of Project Grad. At least the sumo outfit hides my fat, haha. |
Then there was graduation. And after graduation, there was "Project Grad". The last "hurrah" with your classmates before everyone moved away for university, when in all actuality it was just meant to minimize the amount of drunken high school graduation parties in the 'burbs.
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| Who'd want to prevent this attractiveness? |
I had been tanning in preparation for graduation. A chance to see my classmates that I hadn't seen in a year. A chance to show my ex what he was missing out on. A chance to be "College [parisienne.love]" instead of "High School [parisienne.love]".
I got my hair done. Highlights, hair cut, brow wax.
I was ready. I just... y'know, hadn't really buckled down and lost the weight that I had planned on.
Seriously, high school girls are bitches. The night began with me seeing everyone I hadn't seen in a year. I blathered on about college life, etc. etc. A pinnacle of high school desire, obviously.
It then progressed with whispers and gossiping behind my back about how much weight I'd gained since high school and how f a t I had gotten.
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| I spent the rest of the night as such. At least my hair was freshly done. |
Recently, however, I've been in incognito mode. I've seen many acquaintances from high school around campus lately, and not a single person has recognized me.
To their credit, I do look much different than I did in high school. I used to have long blonde hair and now have a pixie cut and dark hair. Two lip piercings. Gauges. Fake hipster glasses because, c'mon, I have 20/20 vision but glasses are hot.
The fact that I can freely walk around my town without being noticed by anyone I know - such an amazing feeling. I feel like a rogue sneaking around in World of Warcraft. Or like Ezio in Assassin's Creed II when in incognito mode.
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| Oh god, revealing some of my nerd-dom... |
And now that I've begun losing weight, the self-confidence that goes with it works wonders for preventing possible anxiety. Which I guess makes the moral of the story:
No, you'll never fully accept yourself while you're still a fat-ass. So just lose weight and once you look good, you'll finally feel good about yourself.
But that's not exactly the message I want to send. Though it might be true in my case, and in many others', I guess what I'm really trying to convey is...
IT'S FUCKING AWESOME TO FINALLY FEEL INVISIBLE BECAUSE I STILL HAVE INSECURITIES.
Plus, I get to pretend I'm a secret agent spy.
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| Fact: People you don't want to recognize you in public, can't notice you over your general awesomeness. |
A bientôt, lovelies.
- parisienne.love
First of all, I'd like to start this comment by saying all of the pictures in your posts are wonderfully hilarious. Keep them coming!
ReplyDeleteSecondly, I'd like to say that I loved that you referenced to World of Warcraft. I'm a player of almost six years now, and I'm proud. :3
Thirdly, I totally understand how you feel about class mates. I lost a lot of weight in 11th grade, then gained some of it back in senior year. I had people leaving me messages saying that I was getting fat again and that I should probably do something about it. It was the most hurtful thing I ever experienced, and it makes me just want to curl up in a corner and hide. But I use it as motivation, no matter how much it hurts, and I think you should just lift your chin and ignore anyone when you see them because you WILL be tiny. You'll reach your goals and the next time they'll be looking at you, it'll be because you're sexy and they want a piece of that. :)
I HATE seeing people from high school. Or worse--from grade school. ::shudders:: I have a list of pubs, restaurants, shops, and other public places that I must avoid at all times. Although you're definitely right about feeling more confident now that we've lost weight... Still, when I run into old classmates, their reaction of "Omg, you look SO GOOD!!" just reminds me how fat and ugly I used to be. :/
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I used to like seeing old friends from school, then one of them saw me in montreal after I ran away there, and I was broke and homeless for a while. She was touring Mcgill university because they wanted to give her a scholarship. Since then I'm not such a big fan of running into classmates.
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