Bad Day

In the book I'm reading for AP Psych, it talks about how some people are born with genes that inhibit them from socializing easily. I definitely have those genes.

People who aren't shy DO NOT understand how hard it is. Meeting new people and carrying a good conversation with someone you don't know well is like a death sentence for us. And it sucks, because people just think we're being stuck up or something, when really it's just a mental/emotional barrier that is really, really tough to break.

Anyways,

I haven't exercised in 3 days and I feel like a big lump of blubber. I wish I could get liposuction. BAHAHAHA. No, not really. But I do feel blah-ish. AND I've been pigging out on these days I don't exercise -- not good. I don't know why, but I just get these urges to eat ANYTHING I can get my hands on. Even when I'm not hungry! It's like an automatic thing. Eat, eat, eat! That's what my brain tells me, and then I run to the fridge and pour me some orange juice, or eat a yogurt, or even chocolate. Meh. Am I the only one who does this sort of stuff? I have to wonder if people like Taylor Momsen or I dunno, Angelina Jolie, just eat whenever they want. And if they do, HOW do they stay so thin? ARGH.

But then again.
If I WAS naturally thin, I wouldn't go shouting it out to the world. I'd just be happy.
There was a girl in a class of mine last year who would always talk, loudly, about how she never went into the "triple-digit" weight range, and how her highest weight all her life had been 97 pounds. UGH. Man. I don't know why she had to do that. To make people around her feel huge, or what?

Okay, okay.
Call the waaaambulance.

But really, even if you don't WANT to feel pressure to look a certain way and fit a certain size, it's hard not to. Influence is everywhere.