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May. 22nd, 2007 01:51 amForgive the repetition on a theme here but what the hell? I went up to G Jan 7th. It's May 22nd... NOT EVEN A FULL 6 months!?! AND it's closer to up 2 cup sizes not one.... wtf man? Wtf.
I haven't been eating more, I haven't eaten like say chicken more often (can't toss this one on the hormones) and I guess I've been drinking more... water? I mean yes I kid about Boston water but seriously. I-cup? As it is... Moosey and even my parents are saying jeez at this rate might as well buy J cup because by the time I GET the bra that's the size I'll be. I was HOPING I'd be slowing down that whole rate thing... I'm speeding up!
I'm going to wind up in the Guiness World book of records and be a freak my whole entire life. I'm scarred I tell you. Mentally scarred forever. I can't get reductions while I have CFIDS, and you're not supposed to get them while you're still developing anyways (ditto implants but apparently people ignore that too) and even if I did get them I'd be mad at me forever. But at this point unless I find ways to get away with sweatshirts in summer etc. (which ironically I might be able to pull off because migraines make me cold) Professionally no one will take me seriously. I could be Dolly Parton but instead of my voice (directing/writing) everyone will remember the boobs.
I want to watch Naruto and throw things at Sakura. And May from Pokemon. And I want hugs from Kopper.
And you know what? Why do I need outside justification and reassurance for myself?? So what if random strangers mock me for my boobs? I could kick their asses but don't. They have problems I could mock and don't so what do I care? meeeeeeeeeeeeeh.
I need to surround myself with awesome giant busty women. The only place for that being anime so I better go pull up a wallpaper or something... but then I'd have to replace the i-Smoker *sigh*
It's not wrong of me to have giant boobs.... right? I mean it's not wrong for someone to be A-cup so why is it suddenly wrong for me to be in the other direction? I'm doing it on purpose (duh) and I'm still really tiny... even if I weigh more than Kyle now :P
And the worst part... just like always... I saw it coming. When I gained the four pounds this time I KNEW it wasn't from muscle tone.... oh no... It's all the boobs. And you know what else??? Even if I starve myself they still won't shrink because I'd be in the hospital with tubes in me months before that COULD happen.
I want to be mad at someone or something. Maybe just America. This will make. . . living in Japan... interesting? Either everyone will think all Americans are this way, hate me even more than America does, or else just be stunned. weeee.
I haven't been eating more, I haven't eaten like say chicken more often (can't toss this one on the hormones) and I guess I've been drinking more... water? I mean yes I kid about Boston water but seriously. I-cup? As it is... Moosey and even my parents are saying jeez at this rate might as well buy J cup because by the time I GET the bra that's the size I'll be. I was HOPING I'd be slowing down that whole rate thing... I'm speeding up!
I'm going to wind up in the Guiness World book of records and be a freak my whole entire life. I'm scarred I tell you. Mentally scarred forever. I can't get reductions while I have CFIDS, and you're not supposed to get them while you're still developing anyways (ditto implants but apparently people ignore that too) and even if I did get them I'd be mad at me forever. But at this point unless I find ways to get away with sweatshirts in summer etc. (which ironically I might be able to pull off because migraines make me cold) Professionally no one will take me seriously. I could be Dolly Parton but instead of my voice (directing/writing) everyone will remember the boobs.
I want to watch Naruto and throw things at Sakura. And May from Pokemon. And I want hugs from Kopper.
And you know what? Why do I need outside justification and reassurance for myself?? So what if random strangers mock me for my boobs? I could kick their asses but don't. They have problems I could mock and don't so what do I care? meeeeeeeeeeeeeh.
I need to surround myself with awesome giant busty women. The only place for that being anime so I better go pull up a wallpaper or something... but then I'd have to replace the i-Smoker *sigh*
It's not wrong of me to have giant boobs.... right? I mean it's not wrong for someone to be A-cup so why is it suddenly wrong for me to be in the other direction? I'm doing it on purpose (duh) and I'm still really tiny... even if I weigh more than Kyle now :P
And the worst part... just like always... I saw it coming. When I gained the four pounds this time I KNEW it wasn't from muscle tone.... oh no... It's all the boobs. And you know what else??? Even if I starve myself they still won't shrink because I'd be in the hospital with tubes in me months before that COULD happen.
I want to be mad at someone or something. Maybe just America. This will make. . . living in Japan... interesting? Either everyone will think all Americans are this way, hate me even more than America does, or else just be stunned. weeee.
