I am officially depressed about my weight ever since my mum told me that I'm fat and I quote unquote "Bila kau lepas mandi, kau keluar pakai tuala, bontot kau bergegar2" (Too lame to even bother translating). Thanks mother, really. Thanks for comparing me to my sisters who 1. Do not have tits and ass like I do, 2. Never did sports when they were younger so have no muscle tone to speak of, 3. Don't really eat much anyway because one is obsessed with looking good for her future husband and another doesn't have time to eat because of her crazy shifts.
It pisses me off when people pass off unnecessary comments like this without considering that I'm really tall and I have a big frame. Because of her stupid comments the other day, I'm keep thinking about losing weight. Like literally, every second. I woke up this morning and I went like "OMG I seriously have weight retention issues" and yesterday when I was scooping up rice for lunch, "Rice is starchy and makes you gain 10 pounds" flashed through my mind and I ended up emptying half my plate back into the rice cooker and having a really sucky lunch. LIKE SERIOUSLY, WHO DOES THAT EXCEPT FOR OBESE PSYCHOS AND HORNY BULIMICS?!
And please eh, I am not the sort to whinge about my weight and not do anything about it. I have been exercising since like a month ago.
I AM SO DEPRESSED!
Fuck laaaaaa.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
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