Body Imagining

So today was my first day of completes submergence into the treacherous waters of ORL. It was a good time I suppose. Made a few clever comments, was pretty proud of myself. As usual. Clever clever clever. Too bad I can't' be very clever in my writing. I think I spell to poorly, so I'm always trying to correct my typos, leaving me with little time to maintain spontaneous.

We went to this Body Image presentation today. It was actually fairly interesting. It dealt mostly with the ongoing influence that the advertising industry has on the societel and personal perspective of body perfection and gender roles. I always find it really fascinating, especially having seen first hand my friends go through eating disorders, along with having gone through one myself. I really stopped caring about myself, and more about how other people viewed me. Their opinions (or rather the opinions I thought they had) came to hold more value than my actual self.

I think it started mostly when I made some girlfriends. All my life I've had a core group of friends comprised mainly of guys, because well.... girls are stupid. Ok, ok, not really (well..) but when I was younger I was raised to seek adventure, get dirty, play tough, and none of the girls really wanted to do that. The only time I played with girls when I was younger was with my neighbors (cause, well, they're your neighbors, and that's just what you do with neighbors), and when there was the Connect-Four Tournament at my Rec Center (which I won. I'm not kidding). I think girls completely dissipated my sense of self, because being like them was something you tried to achieve when you're making new friends in a new country. I think the main problem though was the fact that I had surrounded myself with people of such low self-esteem whose only comfort was dragging you down with them.

Now I have the coolest friends ever, and because of them, I got my confidence back. And really, that's all that matters to me. I don't care what other people think about me. I'm a nice person, and I say what I want to. Pretty much all of my friends are guys now (with a few exceptions), and all of the good guys out there really just like girls with confidence. I'll agree that confidence is by far one of the sexiest attributes any person can have. It definitely makes you look about 4.3 times hotter than you really are. And maybe nice tits. Yeah. They don't have to be big...just nice.

I think I'm pretty cute, and that's all that matters. Oh, and I have a good mind too, I guess. Haha. I can't believe I forgot my running shorts at home. Stupid stupid stupid. Oh well, I uh, guess I'll just have to go without them.

"i" before "e" except after "c" SUSANNE. GODAMN IT! Why don't I get this?!

You know, two years ago I had a summer job in which I body-painted hot models. I have some pictures on a CD at home. It was pretty awesome. They were pretty naked. Meaning naked. Haha. That was so much fun. $10/hour.