Daily cuteness

Some like it fat(or at least human-looking)

Apparently there is spring somewhere, out there, but not here. After a few days with some higher temperatures, as in 2 degrees Celsius, we backpedaled to the middle of a very harsh winter. And I’m getting a freaking cold. The good news is that this is only the second cold of the year, so I’m doing just peachy.

Another good news for me is that I have gained circa 2 kilograms and I want at least 2 more. It’s weird to want that, considering how much most women are bullied into wanting to be extra thin and extra crispy. There are so much women who want to be smaller than a fucking stick, although it does take a lot of time and health to accomplish that and in many cases these women don’t get the results they think  the slimming down will. I don’t get why people want to push women into being so damn feeble and translucent. I mean, I do understand that  a lot of money are being made after women’s insecurities from everything you can sell as a diet, diet pill, wonder exercises and plastic surgery. i just don’t get why society has pushed women for ages to be extra thin. It’s not healthy nor beautiful and it’s not even practical. And it’s getting out of control. You see women that look perfectly fine, even thinner than the norm and all they talk about is slimming down. To what they want to slim down I can’t really imagine. Maybe they want to slip through the cracks in our beloved Romanian pavement.

I know there is pressure from society and that everything around us is pushing women towards competing with the weight of mosquitoes, but these women should use their damn head sometimes and thing for themselves and realise that happiness will not be born out of the protruding bones of your body. This trend is affecting your health and the fact that this the only thing you can talk about is making you look really bad and quite stupid.

I may sound a bit too harsh, but  I had to tolerate comments like “ohh, what I would have liked to be as slim as you”, “how fortunate you are to be that skinny” or “you’re lost so much weight, that’s incredible” when I was coming after a shitty disease which has hampered with my ability to swallow anything. I lost so much weight that I could make an inventory out of my protruding bones. I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t swallow, actually I couldn’t stop my gag reflex without a good amount of drugs. I remember I managed to eat a small chicken breast in almost 3 days. And all i got after that period was snarly, backhanded comments about how I could lose so much weight. Even after explaining that it was because of a, now, chronic disease which was(and is) very hard to tolerate and that is nothing to be jealous about as my health is severely deteriorate, they didn’t stop. So I just proceeded to flip out every time they said something and either wish them to get the same health problem and be as beautiful as me or I would just plainly tell them to go to hell.

The conclusion is that people are cruel and stupid and love to make sure that they’ve managed to hurt others and make them as miserable as they are, but still they are always surprised when shit starts hitting them back. And you know something, pressure from the society exists because of these women too, they are part of the society and they are making life harder for all womankind even more than men(at least when it comes to this subject). If more women would just go like “screw you, i like the way i look”, maybe more people would start to realize that we are beautiful just the way we are: skinny, medium, fat or whatever; without having to torment ourselves for some imaginary beauty standard.

The picture

This is the gravatar and the blavatar, if you were wondering. It’s not my cat. It used was  but I gave to a good friend of mine whose cat was eaten by dog. Quite unfortunate, considering  I like dogs a lot. I’m not like other people who love to say: “oh, I’m a dog person” or “I’m a cat person”, I love all animals and things like that are very sad, but that is nature.

Peti, the kitty

So…

this is not my name because I wanted a place where I could say whatever I want without having to double-check everything. I have had other blogs before and I have had to explain or just to talk about what I have written there and the idea of having an outlet went out on the window. I don’t want to explain what I have written to explain myself. If people can’t get it from the first time, than I figured I better do it without telling them.

The blog is about everything and nothing. I have no agenda, no plans and no desire than the one to – as fore-mentioned – have an outlet where I can say whatever I want without being questioned about it. Don’t worry, I have absolutely nothing new to add to what has been said before by others. I’m not revolutionary.

Other purposes for this blog are improving my written English and to begin writing small stories. Obviously I’m not an English-speaking native, but I think I’m pretty good when it comes to the English language. Nonetheless,  I want to improve, so if any of those who stumble upon my doodles see something off, please leave it  in a comment, so I can learn from it.

About the stories, all I can say I have always wanted to write, but I have been too busy or to lazy to do it. I’m trying to force myself to write on a blog, so I can keep doing it regularly. No worries here either, I don’t have the audacity to think that I’m talented at this. Sure as hell I’m not talented, but this my new game and I want to start and keep playing it.

About me… I like morbid things, law and international relations, economics, history and feminism, movies and books, Russian and Romanian music, hard rock, doing nothing and moving a lot. I know a little bit about a lot, I worked in different places and now I’m finishing my Bachelors degree and looking for a LLM.

I have no particular talent, beside being incredibly paranoid and suspicious. Oh, yeah..and I’m a human recorder. Maybe that’s why I’m paranoid, because I remember everything, I remember stuff that people who went through or said don’t remember.

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