Am feeling particularly Snapish today....
Oct. 2nd, 2003 07:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
darth_stitch*sigh*
Bear with me. There are more pressing problems in the world, I know. But sometimes....AAAAARGH!!!!
I really, really meant to start my day happy, y'know? Get up early (despite the beginnings of a nasty cold) and get dressed (pulling on my newly favorite romantical white blouse).
Then, dear Mother Duck blows my mood outta the water by flat-out telling me I look FAT.
"You look like you're pregnant, dear. You're so fat, it's awful and you're still a dalaga (translates to young unmarried woman / maiden), you already look like you're the mother of five!"
After greeting her a cheery: "Good morning, my dear sweet Duck!" - I get that. The FAT lecture.
*thumps head against keyboard*
Geez, thanks so much, Ma, there goes my morning and the rest of my fucking day.
Yeah, I know I'm overweight for my height though I haven't gone over to the side of the completely obese. I am, frankly speaking, plump. It's evident in the fact that my waistline is basically non-existent and I curve out in all sorts of places. Rubenesque is a kind word. Kids like to cuddle up next to me because I make a nice cushion; so does my cat.
I try to spare myself the pain of envying thin girls and yearning after my formerly very skinny, very svelte body. It's an exercise in frustration and frankly speaking, I'd rather NOT turn into one of those bitter, fat ladies who spend their time munching pastries for comfort. I don't turn to food for comfort, btw - I'm hungry, I eat. I get a craving for a choco chip cookie, I grab some. I'm not hungry all the time...it's just that I barely have time to exercise so the calories catch up. Unfortunately.
I know all this. It's just very tiring, not to mention IRRITATING to listen to fat jokes, lectures and out and out insults (courtesy of my Dad) on the state of my weight. I know they're concerned but I'm not a bloody idiot - it's my fucking body and my fucking life, can I just go through one single DAY without getting ragged on my blooding fucking weight?!
*end rant*
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We don't know what middle name Snape has, if he even does have one. I've come across names like Lucius (ew, Malfoy?!), Sebastian, Alexander and Xavier. Forgot if![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
wikdsushi's Severus (CW-verse? TLD?) has one. I thought "Octavius" courtesy of hp_femme has a nice ring to it, even if his father IS a bastard. Found another one on ff.net (the fic is rough in spots, has a weird-ass premise but is oddly engaging) - try this on for size: "Severus Theron Nathaniel Snape."
Cute. A mouthful. But a cute mouthful.
Bear with me. There are more pressing problems in the world, I know. But sometimes....AAAAARGH!!!!
I really, really meant to start my day happy, y'know? Get up early (despite the beginnings of a nasty cold) and get dressed (pulling on my newly favorite romantical white blouse).
Then, dear Mother Duck blows my mood outta the water by flat-out telling me I look FAT.
"You look like you're pregnant, dear. You're so fat, it's awful and you're still a dalaga (translates to young unmarried woman / maiden), you already look like you're the mother of five!"
After greeting her a cheery: "Good morning, my dear sweet Duck!" - I get that. The FAT lecture.
*thumps head against keyboard*
Geez, thanks so much, Ma, there goes my morning and the rest of my fucking day.
Yeah, I know I'm overweight for my height though I haven't gone over to the side of the completely obese. I am, frankly speaking, plump. It's evident in the fact that my waistline is basically non-existent and I curve out in all sorts of places. Rubenesque is a kind word. Kids like to cuddle up next to me because I make a nice cushion; so does my cat.
I try to spare myself the pain of envying thin girls and yearning after my formerly very skinny, very svelte body. It's an exercise in frustration and frankly speaking, I'd rather NOT turn into one of those bitter, fat ladies who spend their time munching pastries for comfort. I don't turn to food for comfort, btw - I'm hungry, I eat. I get a craving for a choco chip cookie, I grab some. I'm not hungry all the time...it's just that I barely have time to exercise so the calories catch up. Unfortunately.
I know all this. It's just very tiring, not to mention IRRITATING to listen to fat jokes, lectures and out and out insults (courtesy of my Dad) on the state of my weight. I know they're concerned but I'm not a bloody idiot - it's my fucking body and my fucking life, can I just go through one single DAY without getting ragged on my blooding fucking weight?!
*end rant*
Changing Topics
We don't know what middle name Snape has, if he even does have one. I've come across names like Lucius (ew, Malfoy?!), Sebastian, Alexander and Xavier. Forgot if
wikdsushi's Severus (CW-verse? TLD?) has one. I thought "Octavius" courtesy of hp_femme has a nice ring to it, even if his father IS a bastard. Found another one on ff.net (the fic is rough in spots, has a weird-ass premise but is oddly engaging) - try this on for size: "Severus Theron Nathaniel Snape."Cute. A mouthful. But a cute mouthful.
I get that too!
Date: 2003-10-02 08:34 am (UTC)Ah, don't worry about that. I get that a lot from my parents too.
I like eating. It's not comfort food. It's. Just. Food. And it's tasty. Therefore I must have it. ::shrugs:: Why don't they get that?
They tell me I should lose weight because otherwise I'll end up an old maid. I shrug and tell them I'd rather have no love life than have one only because of my looks. Men who look for svelte figures in relationships do not deserve me.
They tell me to stop eating junk because I'll get some health sickness and die an early death. I shrug and tell them at least I died happy, having eaten all I wanted to eat and indulged my senses in the wonder of chocolate-induced highs.
Now, if we could only make them see that... -_-
slumber_8
~who has to keep this an anonymous comment becaue the silly email isn't verified yet, but I'm not receiving the verification thing from LJ anyway.
Re: I get that too!
Date: 2003-10-02 07:03 pm (UTC)Thanks for the comments...I was cranky the WHOLE day yesterday and it looked like I was going to be in the same foul mood today but you made me feel a little better.
LJ seems to be a bit wonky yesterday. I'll check my friends list for you and friend you too.
See ya around!