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:: Sunday, December 26, 2004 ::





Rahh. They're on the fat thing again. Oh my God, can i get NO peace???

Let's see: now it's my grandparents and both my parents that are not even hinting that i need to lose weight. They just blatently spout out that i am fat, and that no one will ever love me. God. Have I really gained that much weight? Dude, i go to the Gym every few days, i do not understand this obsession. I'm sure it's their favorite topic to go on about. Plus of course, after dinner, my grandmother goes into a thing about what i should do to lose weight. Apparently, all i really have to do is suck the stomach in, and poof! its gone! My grandmother herself is not exactly the ideal bowflex model, hey ho does she love to talk. My lord, according to my family, men rule the world, women must know how to cook, and beauty ( and the resulting marriage) is the most important thing known to man. Of course, according to them, those "damn" americans don't know know how to cook, or dress, and are disgusting filthy.

I need another sibling, though who knows, if she's thin, I will never be good enough, and thus life would be even more aweful.

One final note: AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

whew.

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