The freshmen going to my high school all assembled on this glorious day to get our class schedules. Quite fun (she said sarcastically). As I mentioned in my previous post, I have a TV problem. That also goes hand in hand with a junk-food problem. When my eyes are glued to the screen, I have no idea how much I’m ingesting. With that being said, I am not in good shape. My thighs were the reason why I was embarrassed to wear shorts today, EMBARRASSED. I always thought that I wouldn’t let society’s crappy standards get to me but here I am, eating Fritos and typing my feelings. I wore jeans to avoid any staring because naturally, I felt like the whole world would be looking while I showcased my not-as-enormous-as-I-made-them-out-to-be thighs. Honestly, nobody really gave a damn about what they wore. I remember when I cared…those were the days.
I saw so many people who intimidated me through social media from another major feeder school. They aren’t as cute in person. Okay, so maybe they are, but I don’t exactly know why I let them get to me. They’re just people. I don’t know if they are good people…I will get back to you.
Somehow, I convinced my mom to pay $75 for a pass to all of our school’s games. It was a smart move considering I’m a social butterfly who goes to all games with my plethora of friends. Can’t you just feel the sarcasm radiate off of the screen. I didn’t even look cute in the picture.
We’ll talk soon.