sounds_hot_to_me the repeater i'm kinda fat. i always have been. between my freshman and sophomore years in high school i got taller so it was a little easier for me to find clothes that fit. i always got teased for how i looked and i absolutely hated junior high. but when i graduated from high school my whole attitude changed and i didn't care as much about what people thought so i was a little bit more happy with myself. i tell myself every year that i'm going to go on a diet. i never do. i tell myself everyday that tomorrow is going to be the day that i start running. at least i walk home from work. i don't know...about a year ago me and my mom and my cousin and my friend were at the cleveland art museum. it's a wonderful museum. my mom saw an old statue and said to me "too bad you weren't born a few hundred years ago. you look just like that statue." and i did for the most part...cause you know what, most people have little bulges here and there. some of mine aren't as little as i would like them to be, but hey it's pretty normal. i'm not at an unhealty weight. i walk everyday to keep in shape. ok, so smoking probably negates the health benefits of my walking to some degree, but at least i'm not sitting on my ass like i am right now typing this. so when guys snicker cause i don't look like a supermodel, i say 'shove it up your ass buddy' the only thing that bothers me, it that he would never even consider it because i'm fat. that is enough to motivate me somedays. but that's the wrong kind of motivation. i wish my ass would heal already so that i could lay flat on my back and do sit-ups. unhinged 010630 what's it to you? who go blather from