So here it is...the official action following my official resignation from anything related to the tremendously long (yet short?) five years of high school: I've joined my college network on Facebook.

(Of course, moments after doing so, many of the high school friends who virtually never converse with me on any occasion save for the ones in which they need something from me - this time not being an exception - messaged me a help on how to change networks as well.)

Yes, orientation is on Wednesday, and class starts on Thursday, and I'm really, really, really anxious about my program. Seeing how difficult and time consuming it is, I really don't know if I keep up while maintaining the #1 status at work (which, if you did not already know, consists for the most part of calling strangers and speaking in Mandarin if not broken Cantonese). In fact, when a friend of mine asked that I switch out into law with him, I actually contemplated the action. Except that over here, on the more Francophone side of the country, in order to be a lawyer, it is necessary to be perfectly bilingual in both written and oral English and French. Which of course leaves me stranded on the Anglophone island while that friend (who comes from a prestigious French all boys school) sails away on his lovely, perfectly-bilingual boat.

I am also quite distressed at the fact that after an argument between my mother and Fatty, I now have to come to terms with the fact that I will be packing my own lunches. Freshman 15, anyone? The only real tricks I know is that if the water base of your ramen is not warm enough to soften the noodles, then a good thing to do is add heated rice...BUT THAT WON'T REALLY HELP ME UNLESS WARM RICE IS AVAILABLE. So I fail.

Speaking of gaining weight -- what is with people nowadays? I understand that for a girl my age, weight gain and weight loss are extremely important subjects, but seriously...it's just scary how seriously some girls take this. Lamenting about a couple of pounds here and there, repeatedly asking whether or not something makes them fat -- I understand all these. I mean, I do a lot of stupid things because of my weight issues as well (if you don't believe me, just ask Fatty or Jerkface) but I don't starve myself, and I don't obsess over how other people manage to be thin.

So for that girl, or anyone, actually, who may be reading this and suffering from mild symptoms of pro-ana, here are some facts that may or may not be true, may or may not be tested, but are certainly vouched for by me. Remember when you were complaining about the dark undertone of your skin? Sure, that may be caused by genetics, but I believe it's enhanced by malnutrition, irregular and unhealthy dieting, bad sleeping habits, and lack of sunshine exposure. Same goes for dark, purple lips. Though I agree that these may not be the major contributing factors, they certainly aggravate the problem: not enough water, not enough sleep, not enough food.

Being thin takes restraint and proper dieting. Protein is not bad. In fact, though eating meat may not be the healthiest option, the enzymes contained in it help with the digestive process, and satisfy your appetite faster. Carbohydrates are not your worst enemy! Eat rice, bread, and pasta, but don't go overboard. When you feel like snacking, don't eat your lunch and then mooch off your friends come noon; instead, pack a variety of pre-cut fruits and vegetables. As long as you are not diabetic, you can handle the sugar, and the water content and fibre will do wonders for your digestive system.

Sleep! Don't stress out! Be happy! Eat well! You will surely lose fat. So the next time you say something as stupid as (and I'm quoting you on this) "your sister's legs look thinner than yours which is almost impossible because you're already too skinnyyyyy. what's her secret?", don't blame me for being aggravated and feeling as though you're cheating yourself of dignity and worth...because everyone else knows that you can do so much better than that. And besides, who really cares? A girl can be on the chubby side, but if her personality is great, her image won't falter. It's easy to hide a "ugly" body with the right clothes, but it's much harder to hit an ugly character. Personally, I'd rather talk about something with content when I'm around my friends, rather than the latest dieting tips or the most recent gossip. Maybe that's why most of my friends are guys.

And speaking of guys (I'm on a roll with the paragraph association here), I've recently reconnected with friend-not-friend-friend? Jerkface, who insists that he is more of my best guy friend than The Monkey because of a recently assembled honesty box between us. Jerkface hopes that the honesty box will now become a trend, something I doubt with every fibre of my being.

Essentially, the honesty box is a box of a conversation set up between two or more close friends. We then take turns voicing out our individual insecurities, and ask for each other for 100% honest opinions on a subject. Unfortunately, I am very insecure, and felt too insecure to set up an honesty box with the Monkey. However, because Jerkface is the person who chain-reaction'd my insecurities into place, I felt it only natural to have an honesty box with him. Thus, his need to be my best guy friend. Funny little guy.

End!

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I just realized that tomorrow will mark the one-year anniversary of my blogging about Jerkface! Hahaha, what are the chances?

Labels: college 1, fatty, geek, jerkface, piffed off, the monkey