musings of mushmouse  
Saturday, Jan. 31, 2004 My new year.

Went to my second Weight Watchers meeting today. After being on the program a whole week, I have lost 5.6 pounds. Amazing.

My plan is to be a hottie by November. I would like to be a relative hottie by my birthday in June. We shall see. I will finally be healthy this year. You have no idea how freaking exciting that is.

All my life I have been a little chubby. Never really had a great sense of self-esteem in that category. After being sick of the years whining and complaining in dressing rooms, I have decided to take matters into my own hands.

Fuck J Crew. I will no longer be held prisoner to your unrealistic sizes for women. Shut the fuck up Abercrombie. For making 12 year old girls feel even more self-conscious of their bodies. Screw all of you. I will finally be able to fit into your piece of shit tank tops and STILL not buy them. No longer due to my inability to fit into them...but out of sheer principle.

And I will no longer have to be relagated to the big size section of ANY store. No more going to J.Jill trying to find "cute" clothes that fit. I will be able to fit into most things...and walk out happy....instead of miserable.

I will finally be able to consider myself sexy/beautiful and not depend on reassurances from my significant other/friends/mother. I won't need to hear it. I will know it already.

This will be the year. This will be the year of new careers, new bodies and a greater sense of self.

For God sakes. Because I don't know about all of you, but I am sick of whining about it.

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