Ok, so still incredibly, beyond busy. My computer has crashed. Well, not really; the keyboard is broken and has thus basically crashed my computer, so I will be off of it until my next trip to Best Buy. I'm currently using my lap top.
I called Matteo. He didn't answer. He text messaged me instead of calling me back at 4:57 in the morning, waking me up on a Saturday morning, but that's ok. He messaged me online and said that I was pretty (not in those words, but that was the message) and that he wanted to see a full body shot of me, which won't happen. I tried to give him my condensed "I'm fat" speech, basically stating, "I'm the hottest guy ever... in girl form."
And it's true.
But bringing up my weight, I, for the first time in my life, am seriously considering doing plus size modeling. I mean, it's true: no matter HOW skinny I get, I will ALWAYS have size 14 hips. I've looked into Torrid, and they have all their modeling information right there on their web site, and since I'm kind of half-way near San Jose (...kind of), I think I'm going to go for it. My mother said she'd definitely help me with it. Great to know that I have family support on it.
But on the same subject, Matteo is such a vegan-beyond vegan, beyond V-E-G-A-N, that I'm kind of afraid that I won't the skinny little image that he has concocted in his mind. But that's ok, I've probably already scared him off with my F.A.T. lecture, which is great, because if he can't like me for me, then good, he should stop talking to me.
And still on the subject of boys, my black friend Bryce kissed me on the cheek last Friday when I asked him to hug me (that would be the smaller story, there's much more to it... kind of) and hasn't spoken to me since. Weird, huh?
And the REAL reason that I wrote this: I wore an outfit with no black in it today. I can check that one off my list!
-Samm
I called Matteo. He didn't answer. He text messaged me instead of calling me back at 4:57 in the morning, waking me up on a Saturday morning, but that's ok. He messaged me online and said that I was pretty (not in those words, but that was the message) and that he wanted to see a full body shot of me, which won't happen. I tried to give him my condensed "I'm fat" speech, basically stating, "I'm the hottest guy ever... in girl form."
And it's true.
But bringing up my weight, I, for the first time in my life, am seriously considering doing plus size modeling. I mean, it's true: no matter HOW skinny I get, I will ALWAYS have size 14 hips. I've looked into Torrid, and they have all their modeling information right there on their web site, and since I'm kind of half-way near San Jose (...kind of), I think I'm going to go for it. My mother said she'd definitely help me with it. Great to know that I have family support on it.
But on the same subject, Matteo is such a vegan-beyond vegan, beyond V-E-G-A-N, that I'm kind of afraid that I won't the skinny little image that he has concocted in his mind. But that's ok, I've probably already scared him off with my F.A.T. lecture, which is great, because if he can't like me for me, then good, he should stop talking to me.
And still on the subject of boys, my black friend Bryce kissed me on the cheek last Friday when I asked him to hug me (that would be the smaller story, there's much more to it... kind of) and hasn't spoken to me since. Weird, huh?
And the REAL reason that I wrote this: I wore an outfit with no black in it today. I can check that one off my list!
-Samm
later
Ralph