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I am not hungry, actually.

I feel unhealthy. It's not that I am actually unhealthy, it's just a self-perception issue. I've always been worried about being fat. Ever since I was a little kid. I don't know why. Actually it was probably my childhood role models. Role model, I guess.

I looked up to Batman.

Batman was never fat. I did not want to be what Batman wasn't. So I didn't want to be fat. There are no fat heroes in any medium. And if a fat hero saves the day he still loses. He's still fat. And who wants to look up to a fat hero? Nobody, I think.

So I rode my bike around a lot. And hiked. I've managed to stay thin as I've grown up. I have my diet to thank, I think. Not because I have a good diet but because I don't eat sometimes. It is not so bad. You don't have to worry too much about eating unhealthy food if you aren't eating anything. It keeps you thin. Also, a moderate amount of exercise.

I have not gained any weight since my sophomore year of high school.

Which is good, I guess. But I've become less healthy in college than I was in high school. Which is not good. I've been worrying about getting fat lately. I know I'm not gaining weight but I worry about developing flab. And love handles. And fat legs. And fat cheeks. And general body fat.

Every day is a good day to diet.

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Anonymity said…
I will join you on your journey to being thin...I WILL NEVER EAT EVER!!!!!!!

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