May 04, 2008 00:34
So today I called my mom....and eventually the eternal question:
Mom: "So does your landlady still buy you pastries?"
Me: "No...I stopped eating them cuz i'm scared to gain too much weight" *expecting Mom to be supportive and be like 'Honey, you're in Paris! I'm sure a couple French pastries won't hurt!'* Instead, it goes like this:
Mom: "How much do you weigh now?"
Me: "Ugh......like 120? I'm not sure."
Mom: "Good, keep it up! I've got a whole new diet and exercise plan waiting for us to do together once you're back!"
So my summer is gonna be like high school all over again.....obsessing over food, eating disorders, way too much time at the gym and feeling like shit. Will it ever end? I just want to cut all ties with America once and for all. How can you be normal in a country where half the population is overweight, no one even walks to the grocery store five minutes away, but yet all compare themselves to starving celebs who spend 5 hours of the gym? I can't take a life of this. And it only gets worse once you get older and have to worry and wrinkles and Botox...