tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2214023601551885871.post5517622511836893182..comments2011-08-06T17:11:33.497-05:00Comments on Silly Ramblings of a Dreaming Schoolgirl: I am Fat and Other RevelationsFHL_Alwayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15764679430186265792noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2214023601551885871.post-87613761764301490182010-05-13T14:34:54.840-05:002010-05-13T14:34:54.840-05:00Oh, and my mom has finally gained a lot of weight....Oh, and my mom has finally gained a lot of weight. for years she could eat anything she wanted. She has had a high metabolism. A few weeks ago, she offered me something to eat that sounded gross. I shook my head. She said, "Why not? Not enough sugar? You don't want it unless it's fattening, do you?" I gave her my classic go to hell look. She apologized, but I told her that such comments only make me want to eat more.Kristi Ostlerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08073529078605648826noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2214023601551885871.post-64137755412116118182010-05-13T14:32:41.703-05:002010-05-13T14:32:41.703-05:00I'm a little behind on these things. I'm ...I'm a little behind on these things. I'm like that, Kelsy. I get bored so easily. I'm amazed I got a degree, because I found every reason to quit. I think I did it to prove something to myself. But I need stimulation. I need to enjoy what I'm doing. Otherwise, I'm bored to tears. And, I need a pat on the back a lot. And when I don't get it, I get restless. I think restless is the word . . . . .Kristi Ostlerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08073529078605648826noreply@blogger.com