Monday, May 27, 2013
The Vending Machine
Slowing Tip-toeing
and casual passing by the cafeteria. Just a quick peek to see if anybody
there. Tables naked, chairs empty, and nothing but silence. Such great
excitement runs down my body! Confidently walk in the deserted cafeteria and
promptly get the usual snacks from the vending machine. The machine greet me as
a drug dealer, “I knew you would come back for more!”. It’s not a great
feeling, but I need something to relax the cravings! Usually I get three. Why?
One chip (something salty), one fruity snack (starburst or special K), and
something chocolaty (candy, muffin, cookie). Then after succeeding obtaining my
junk food feast, hide two of the smallest items in pockets. I wanted people to believe
I went to the vending machine for one thing. Then I try to walk away like I’m not a gluttonous whore!
This is what I have been doing when I go to the vending
machine. Why? Because I’m fat! If a skinny girl goes to the vending machine
nobody thinks of it. Or they think, “well bitch needs more then a trail mix
snack! She needs every item in there!” A fat person goes to the vending machine
and it’s like, “Really? You need to cut back bitch!” It’s really nerve racking.
You get all these stares, hear murmurs and quiet giggles as you select the
Snicker bar from the machine. It’s the most dreadful thing.
Even if you get the healthiest snack from the vending
machine, it still doesn’t work on a fat girl’s favor. The fact a fat girl is at
the vending machine, is already horrible. Then I go and select the healthy
choice and it’s like, “oh this heifer on a diet? It won’t last won’t for long”
To be fat is bad enough. Fat person going to the vending
machine? Good god! That’s asking for trouble! This is why I avoid the vending
machine as much as possible. But there are times when I feel hungry and I just
want to have a snack. Usually I would pack up my apple, grapes, oranges, or
bananas, but sometimes I forget. Sometimes, I ran out of food or I’m too poor
to go grocery shopping and I have to look for change under the couch cushions
so I can get a snack from the vending machine. Shit happens.
The fact I have to do some 007 stunt is ridiculous! There
are a few times I go in the cafeteria when they are people there. It’s just
uncomfortable, because you know eyes are on you now. Just gazing upon you and
passing judgment left and right. Making you feel bad about yourself and feel
guilty to go to the vending machine. As if the vending machine was a nightclub
and the bouncer won’t let you in, but would let the skinny girls enter in a
heart beat. It’s the eyes of shame. It’s one of the worse feelings that a big
person can ever feel.
At my job there’s a security guard that is also my best
friend. She is a plus size as well. She as well, hate going to the vending
machine when the cafeteria is flooded. Sometimes I make her go get snack for me
so I don’t look like a fat ass. Or we would both go to the vending machine, but
the snacks she gets are my snacks. I do the same for her. We big girls got to
stick together, right? Knowing I’m not alone in this brings me in great ease.
Anyway, the trip to the vending machine is the ultimate dread
for a fat girl. Can anybody relate?
The Swimsuit
This is the swimsuit I'm going to wear! I can't wait to buy it!
I'll take a picture of myself in it.
Animal Print
Love these outfits!
I would wear the one on the left for a something casual.
I would wear the one on the left for a something casual.
The one in the middle would be an outfit I would wear in the club.
The one on the right would be something I would wear for work.
Just wear a blazer over it.
Which Outfit Do You Like?
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
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