Showing posts with label fat fat fat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fat fat fat. Show all posts
What Diet
October 06, 2009 | Published in fat fat fat | 4 comments
One of the main reasons why I dislike school is that I keep eating (nuts, Cheerios, oranges, bananas, tortilla chips) while I do work. Or - as I am right now - watching TV shows. I'd say my course load is pretty demanding, therefore food intake will be exceptionally high this quarter and possibly the rest of the academic year. And I'm in the US of A, Land of Reese's Pieces, Lucky Charms and burritos that are bigger than your face. This does not bode well for my hips, chunky arms or sausagey legs. And no, I hate the texture of gum. Why can't there be like a zero calorie, awesome tasting, aspartame free, fat free, bloody awesome whole food (note: I said FOOD, not liquid) that you could just eat and eat and eat. Maybe I will work on this after I graduate; I will enslave some 293 million teenage girls with this Uber Food. Mwaha.
Hungers
August 05, 2009 | Published in fat fat fat | 2 comments
I never realized how shout-y I get when I don't eat.
Wait, that's a lie.
I do realize, but I still don't eat anyway until someone forces me to because they can't take the shouting anymore.
Wait, that's a lie.
I do realize, but I still don't eat anyway until someone forces me to because they can't take the shouting anymore.
Fat Shfat
April 24, 2009 | Published in beth ditto, fat fat fat | 3 comments
So I've been sitting on my fucking ass all day attempting to study. That's how it's been for the past 4 weeks or so. Last night I was feeling particularly bored and in a really random moment of truth, I bent down to look under the table for my murderous Birks when suddenly I felt a tremulous jiggle of waves undulating across my stomach. Wtf.
Earthquake ah?
Holy shit FAT FAT FAT.
*scarfs another jelly bean or 28*
In all my 20 years, I've never been able to get over my - what the media these days is calling - "curves". No girl I've met is completely happy with her body. I've got friends who only eat a meal a day, friends who weigh their food, friends who gym compulsively six times a week, friends who go on the weirdest and dumbest diets etc etc
..No, none of these "friends" are me!
Curves seem to be in the in-thing these days. The media is done and fed up with Kate Moss's anorexic drugged out look. They're putting people like Beth Ditto on the front cover of magazines.
OK I'm all for curves and being whatever you want look like, but for the record, it cannot be healthy to look like Beth Ditto, regardless of what anyone says about her ability to break down the perceived image of what women should/could look like. GOOD for you, woman, that you are big and beautiful but in reality let me tell you it's not healthy to be a size 22! Artherosclerosis, liver failure, diabetes, kidney stones, hyperglycaemia much??
I really like her tats though.
Anyhoo.
There is not one person I've met in my family, extended and immediate, who might be called "thin". That's not to say we're all grotesquely obese either. In fact, we're all pretty healthy. Every member in my family - 80-year-old grandfather and 72-year-old grandmother included - is a member of Fitness First, Cheras Leisure Mall. The real fatty in the house is probably the fourteen-year-old dog Snowy who resembles a medium sized sheep with really loose skin.
..No, none of these "friends" are me!
Curves seem to be in the in-thing these days. The media is done and fed up with Kate Moss's anorexic drugged out look. They're putting people like Beth Ditto on the front cover of magazines.
OK I'm all for curves and being whatever you want look like, but for the record, it cannot be healthy to look like Beth Ditto, regardless of what anyone says about her ability to break down the perceived image of what women should/could look like. GOOD for you, woman, that you are big and beautiful but in reality let me tell you it's not healthy to be a size 22! Artherosclerosis, liver failure, diabetes, kidney stones, hyperglycaemia much??
I really like her tats though.Anyhoo.
There is not one person I've met in my family, extended and immediate, who might be called "thin". That's not to say we're all grotesquely obese either. In fact, we're all pretty healthy. Every member in my family - 80-year-old grandfather and 72-year-old grandmother included - is a member of Fitness First, Cheras Leisure Mall. The real fatty in the house is probably the fourteen-year-old dog Snowy who resembles a medium sized sheep with really loose skin.
By all means, I really shouldn't be my size given all the exercise I do (well, not now - exam season doesn't count as a very fit period in one's life). Ideally, I should be one size smaller. Having said that, my father should be a rail thin man as well. He's done an Ironman (1.5km swim, 180km cycle, 42km run consecutively) every year for as long as I can remember and has also run 40km a day in the Sahara desert for 7 days straight. But he certainly doesn't look the stereotypical lean machine athlete you see at the gym pumping iron. (Yeah, insanity does sort of run in the family). Pfft. Genes.
Or we could blame the bane and reason of everyone's existence:
FOOD.
I can't and won't ever shut my trap unless I'm that depressed. My family won't ever shut their traps unless there's a worldwide famine. Food is by far the best thing to ever happen to anyone!! Do we not look forward to lunches and dinners (I gave up waking up early to eat breakfast), whether it be for the company or simply just to fill your growling stomach? I will always eat more than I have to. I admit, I tend to gorge myself sometimes when I'm uber hungry and feel really bad after, but I get over it by working extra hard at the gym the next day. Aiya...if eating what I like means more "curves" and "thunder thighs" then so be it.
Anyway, I know I can do one thing skinny people can't - strangle rapists with my fat thighs.
I can't and won't ever shut my trap unless I'm that depressed. My family won't ever shut their traps unless there's a worldwide famine. Food is by far the best thing to ever happen to anyone!! Do we not look forward to lunches and dinners (I gave up waking up early to eat breakfast), whether it be for the company or simply just to fill your growling stomach? I will always eat more than I have to. I admit, I tend to gorge myself sometimes when I'm uber hungry and feel really bad after, but I get over it by working extra hard at the gym the next day. Aiya...if eating what I like means more "curves" and "thunder thighs" then so be it.
Anyway, I know I can do one thing skinny people can't - strangle rapists with my fat thighs.
Day 2
February 19, 2009 | Published in fat fat fat, food, health, low GI, oatmeal | 0 comments
One word: OATMEAL.
Boyndie Broth (Oatmeal Soup)
A very economical, velvety and elegant soup which is quickly and easily prepared. The addition of good undyed smoked haddock or smoked salmon makes a good alternative to Cullen Skink.
50g (2oz) Hamlyns Scottish Porridge Oats
1 chopped onion
1 large carrot grated
2 tablespoons butter
550ml (1 pint) chicken stock
550ml (1 pint) milk
Salt and white pepper
Chopped chives or parsley
Cream for finishing (optional)
Melt butter in a large pan over a low heat. Add onions and carrot and cook gently until soft. Add oats to pan and cook for about four minutes, stirring frequently. Add stock and bring to the boil. Simmer for 25 minutes. Add milk and heat through. Season to taste. Add chives or parsley, and a little cream if desired.
The above makes a thick broth - use less oats and more stock if you prefer a thinner soup.
Why did I NEVER eat this before? It's good for the heart, lowers your cholesterol, low-fat, low GI and all around awesome (if and only if cooked with the right ingredients)!
I've never eaten oatmeal (well, GOOD oatmeal anyway) because I've been preconditioned to equate oatmeal to oldies. My grandparents' senior citizen friends - aged 73 - 84 - frequently boast about the goodness of oatmeal and how it keeps their stomachs full the whole day from breakfast time till dinner. Naturally, after hearing them talk, I would bask in the glory of my youth and show off how much fried chicken I'm allowed to have without having a coronary.
The best part about oats is that, unlike rice, it can be cooked for breakfast, lunch and dinner in a zillion ways. For example (ripped from here)
Boyndie Broth (Oatmeal Soup)
A very economical, velvety and elegant soup which is quickly and easily prepared. The addition of good undyed smoked haddock or smoked salmon makes a good alternative to Cullen Skink.
50g (2oz) Hamlyns Scottish Porridge Oats
1 chopped onion
1 large carrot grated
2 tablespoons butter
550ml (1 pint) chicken stock
550ml (1 pint) milk
Salt and white pepper
Chopped chives or parsley
Cream for finishing (optional)
Melt butter in a large pan over a low heat. Add onions and carrot and cook gently until soft. Add oats to pan and cook for about four minutes, stirring frequently. Add stock and bring to the boil. Simmer for 25 minutes. Add milk and heat through. Season to taste. Add chives or parsley, and a little cream if desired.
The above makes a thick broth - use less oats and more stock if you prefer a thinner soup.
It leaves you feeling like you don't want anymore food, too. Always a plus point :)
Flavours of the Moment
February 17, 2009 | Published in fat fat fat, nasi ayam, the veronicas | 0 comments
- The Veronicas and their newish album, 'Hook Me Up'.
I feel like being re-born with musical aptitude just so I can play the guitar and sing and jump around like them. Awesomes.- Want Cheras chicken rice. With the famous chilli sauce and mashed ginger.
But obviously can't get this.
So, in a complete hundred and eighty turn of willpower, will embark on 11 day detoxing regime starting tomorrow. Goddamned abs and smaller Victorian waist here I come.
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