I think one of my favorite books is "Bridget Jones's Diary" by Helen Fielding. I think it's because I relate so completely to Bridget, right down to the obsessive calorie counting. I may not have a cute British accent nor have the body of Renee Zellweger, but other than that, I think Bridget Jones is my fictional, humorous, full-grown, British counterpart.
And Girl Scout cookies?
My history teacher gave me two boxes today, because I bought them when her adorable daughter approached me with the order sheet and stared at me hopefully with huge puppy-dog eyes, and now I have to find $7 by Friday. Shouldn't be a problem, however I now have two boxes of Thin Mints STARING ME DOWN. They are sitting quietly in their box, whispering "eat me, Julia, eat me" and it is only the calorie content of each cookie that keeps me from doing so.
Did you know that Girl Scout cookies are basically the most calorific cookies in the universe? Thin mints aren't so 'thin' after all! Curse you, irresistable chocolatey mint cookies!
And the thing is, I know I don't even have to worry about my weight until I reach the upper 90's in poundage, but it's not just the number on the scale that bothers me. It's the fact that Lucy weighs 100, which is 15 lbs more than I do, but you'd never be able to tell because she somehow manages to stay rail-thin, while I, who eat very healthily for someone my age, can't seem to shrink my thighs.
The crazy mononucleosis-inuduced diet helped I suppose, but I'm still terrified of waking up one day and finding myself on one of those weight loss reality shows. I don't want to be a fat American!
Yet another reason why I wish I were British.
Grumble Grumble (the sound my stomach makes when I deprive it of cookies)
Julia
OH JUST EAT THE DARN COOKIES!
ReplyDeleteSeriously! You're an 85-pound high schooler. You could use the extra calories!
(And that, believe it or not, was a compliment)
Then DESTORY THEM FIRST!!!
ReplyDeleteThe upper 90's? That's not so worrisome, is it? I think you should just eat the cookies. My sister bought eight boxes for the family and I hate probably three fourths of them. I then ate my entire family and my house and then all of New York City. THEN I stopped and worried about my weight.
Please don't starve yourself. Being hungry hurts.
I wish I were British too.
eat the cookies. thin mints are amazing!
ReplyDeleteand since you're helping out girl scouts by eating them, you have nothing to feel guilty about~