singlegirl's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I Could Be The Biggest Loser My friends are either a). liars; b). semi-retarded; or c). blinded by friendship. Last night at Girls Night, we were discussing the TV show, The Biggest Loser. I made the comment, �I think the girls must be very short. They look much heavier to me than what the scale says.� The girls looked at me and basically all said, �How would you know?� and then continued on about how it must be so hard to be that heavy and how we (including me) are all so lucky that we do not have to go through that. This conversation lasted about 2 minutes, but it made me so uncomfortable. Without divulging my weight, let me just say that I could be a contestant on that show and people would not question why I was there. It�s not a huge deal, but the whole time I kept thinking, �Do they really not see me like that? Do they love me that much? Are they just super retarded? Or are the lying to me and trying to make me feel better (which, actually pisses me off more).� I just kept thinking about it on the way home. Sometimes I wish I could see myself through other people�s eyes. It would be interesting to see how others perceive you. *** Jeremy stayed home last night and cleaned the entire house (and did laundry and hung it up!) while I was at Girl�s Night. He could have gone to Guy�s Night, but he opted not to go. How nice is that?!? And he even waited up to have sex when I got home. I am one lucky girl. 10:51 a.m. - October 28, 2005 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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