I realized I've already classified myself as overweight. I'm not skinny by any means, but I'm not even overweight, really. I just feel like I am. I feel so unattractive, so I stopped trying so much. At this point I believed I deserved a mental slap. However, I am going to start working out. Seriously working out this time. I'm not satisfied being chunky or curvy or whatever the hell it's called. I let myself go, and by golly I'm getting myself back! I need to find a gym partner. Kei would do it, but she can't work out at the University gym. Sad day. So, the search for a gym buddy is on.
In addition to getting smokin' hot and fit, I need to work on my fashion. I am such a good person to take shopping. Seriously. I can pick out such cute clothes for everyone else, things that are fitting for their body type, things that are fashionable and comfortable. But when I take myself shopping...oh, no. It's a nightmare! I hate trying on clothes. I can't see anything that's in fashion being cute on me. Last time I went shopping, Kei had to force me to try on some clothes. They ended up being cute, but have I worn them out? Not really. I feel...frilly and frufru when I put them on. I know what you're thinking, "Oh, so you look like a girl? Aren't you a girl?" Yes, I know I'm a girl. I'm a very girly girl. I have a huge love affair with shoes, makeup, and purses. I feel like everyone is staring at me when I dress..."cute." That's the point, though, right? Perhaps it's because I was one of the guys for so long. (They like to poke fun at me when I dress cute.) This is a new leaf though! Screw them, I'm gonna start dressing like a girl. :) I'm serious here. When you own nine different V-neck tshirts, something is wrong and new styles need to be added to the closet.
