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Bond, college and worries about a friend.
Nov. 1st, 2008 07:16 pmGah I go offline for a few days and there is so much catching up to do!
I've been trying to do college work, essays and stuff and its harder then I thought. Sometimes I wonder if I'm cut out for this college thing at all. I have two essays done and one and a half left to do for Monday. I took today off because I'm pretty tired of writing about things I have no real interest in. Tommorrow will be a day chock full of writing. Sigh. Suck. It. Up.
In other news work were offering tickets for the irish bond premiere and myself and S got two. So thursday we got to see it. Verdict? Brilliant however don't expect your typical Bond movie. It's dark and pretty much devoid of any witty comments/comebacks you expect of Bond. It's non stop action from the start and the few breaks in the movie for actual dialouge where very much appreciated so I could catch my breath. I can't wait to see it again :)
I'm also a tad worried about my friend S. Pot calling kettle black moment here but she is an emotional overeater. I got to see this on Thursday. We got all gussied up in our finery and she spent the whole night making comments about how fat she felt, how she thought all the skinny people were looking at her and that they much be thinking what is that fat cow doing at something like this. Then at the afterparty she proceeded to devour a platter of food to herself and bitterly comment how the spot prize people wouldn't come near us because we weren't the people they were looking for (i.e fat). We got into the VIP area and this was another problem for her because there were only skinny leggy gorgeous girls there (which was true)and we stuck our like sore (fat) thumbs. She then devoured all the food at the table we were sitting at. We left after about an hour and she insisted we stop in at the local greasy chinese for food. I sat by with my soup and watched as she devoured a starter and main course. Did I mention we went out to dinner before we went to the film?
Its a vicious cycle with her, she hates being fat, feels insecure about what people might be thinking of her then turns to food for comfort. I try to suggest other activities that don't involve food but she always says shes too fat for them (swimming, walking, gym etc) She joined weightwatchers with me but says it's too restrictive (um hello a diet were you can eat what you want as long as you point it?). Honestly, I'm at a loss as to what to do?
I've been trying to do college work, essays and stuff and its harder then I thought. Sometimes I wonder if I'm cut out for this college thing at all. I have two essays done and one and a half left to do for Monday. I took today off because I'm pretty tired of writing about things I have no real interest in. Tommorrow will be a day chock full of writing. Sigh. Suck. It. Up.
In other news work were offering tickets for the irish bond premiere and myself and S got two. So thursday we got to see it. Verdict? Brilliant however don't expect your typical Bond movie. It's dark and pretty much devoid of any witty comments/comebacks you expect of Bond. It's non stop action from the start and the few breaks in the movie for actual dialouge where very much appreciated so I could catch my breath. I can't wait to see it again :)
I'm also a tad worried about my friend S. Pot calling kettle black moment here but she is an emotional overeater. I got to see this on Thursday. We got all gussied up in our finery and she spent the whole night making comments about how fat she felt, how she thought all the skinny people were looking at her and that they much be thinking what is that fat cow doing at something like this. Then at the afterparty she proceeded to devour a platter of food to herself and bitterly comment how the spot prize people wouldn't come near us because we weren't the people they were looking for (i.e fat). We got into the VIP area and this was another problem for her because there were only skinny leggy gorgeous girls there (which was true)and we stuck our like sore (fat) thumbs. She then devoured all the food at the table we were sitting at. We left after about an hour and she insisted we stop in at the local greasy chinese for food. I sat by with my soup and watched as she devoured a starter and main course. Did I mention we went out to dinner before we went to the film?
Its a vicious cycle with her, she hates being fat, feels insecure about what people might be thinking of her then turns to food for comfort. I try to suggest other activities that don't involve food but she always says shes too fat for them (swimming, walking, gym etc) She joined weightwatchers with me but says it's too restrictive (um hello a diet were you can eat what you want as long as you point it?). Honestly, I'm at a loss as to what to do?
