The first long semester of the academic year is about to start for most of us, some sooner than others.
I've got good news and bad news. What do you want first?
Good news - Financial aid gave up and finally gave me my package. It was a smooth ride after I talked to someone, let's call her H, about my stuff. My mom had to fill out a PLUS Loan application, but got denied like she always does. Then I got my stafford unsub or sub, I forget which one. I always have both so it doesn't really matter. So I validated in time and I got the book I was waiting for in the mail, that Introduction to Topology by Bert Mendelson. A preliminary look through of the book makes me really optimistic. I think I'll be able to breeze through proofs from the first part of it really quickly. I already read the first couple of pages and can see in my mind proofs for the first problem set, which is very good. So, fall will start and I will be ready. I'm excited about fall starting.
Bad news - Fall is starting, and that means classes, and homework and the start of everything. I won't get to see my fiance a lot, because he lives about 1.5 hrs away and he hasn't gotten a full-time job so he's kinda worried about finances. My financial picture isn't looking cheery, but it will as soon as I resume my regular job.
The second worst part about the fall semester starting is a combo between Rec. Sports and Health Services. At Small U., there are a lot of year-long "campaigns" I'll call them. These "campaigns" revolve around getting students to spend the most amount of time in your office and serving the largest amount of students. One of the offices that is the peppiest and hardest to deal with is Rec. Sports. I'm not really a sporty person, but since I started going to Small U., I was involved with Rec. Sports to a limited degree. I actually learned how to swim, I learned some self-defense and American Karate, I even started an exercise plan.
The dreaded freshman 15 was not the beginning of my weight troubles, but it also wasn't the the last of them. Every semester I vow to lose a couple of lbs., last semester, and even during the summer, I began weighing myself a little more. I weight a whopping 50 lbs. more than I used to. Even 50 lbs. more than the "normal" weight for my age and height, 50 lbs. more than what is recommended as "healthy" from the Health Services office.
So, I got depressed about it and had a really bad breakdown at the end of the Spring semester and have been really down about it all this summer. But the beginning of the fall semester is like the beginning of the year, it's time for resolutions. So here are some of mine:
- Lose 15 lbs. or 10% of my weight, whichever makes me happier.
- Do all, or as much as I can, of my assignments on time.
- Work really hard on all of my assignments and research.
- Practice piano once a day
- Read every day
- Walk every day
I think those are about it.
Over at ABD Mom, they have been discussing weight issues and ABD Mom is joining Weight Watchers. I ask everyone that reads this blog, or at least those that want to because I can't force you to, to send positive energy (good thoughts, prayers) her way. It's hard to lose weight and she's doing it for health reasons, which is what I'd like to do too. The only thing is that in less than a year, I'll be getting married and you know that thinner brides are "more beautiful brides" (disclaimer: sarcasm used). I'm not saying that thin brides aren't pretty, it's just that I'd like to see the idea of what a bride should look like, according to magazines and by the general public, changed a little.
They don't actually believe that most people look that way, do they? Well, this idea of what I should look like and how thin I should be, it destroys my drive for losing weight sometimes because I have that, "I'll never be that thin attitude." But, I will try to keep my resolutions as long as possible. I don't know how long that will be.
2 comments:
I hate those bridal magazines. The dresses that look really good in the pictures only look really good on "women" with the breasts of a goddess and the hips of an 11-year-old boy; and the dresses that would be great for a reality-sized woman look terrible on those models. Don't even bother looking at those; go to a competent bridal salon, one where they understand design principles instead of shoving whatever dress is fashionable onto you. If they don't care what you feel your figure's best feature is, you're not in the right place.
Even though I know I could never live up to that image, or even the current image of looking like people like Lindsay Lohan or Paris Hilton, there's still a part of me that wants to lose as much weight as possible so that when I'm walking down the aisle people will say, "she looks beautiful" and mean it.
I don't think it won't happen, of course my family will say it (whether they really mean it or not) because they will be so happy for us. But I get the feeling that his mom will not say it. I know I shouldn't care what other people say, but punch me and I bleed just like everyone else.
I guess it's the same thing for bras, you have to go to the right store to find the right one for you though. I will take your advice and, hopefully, the salon I have an appointment at in the near future will be as generous as you have suggested. ;). Thanks WH.
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