14th
adipocytes - and the moment when you realize that yours have gotten too big and too numerous.
most people have those moments. for some of us it is more intense, for a few lucky ones less. it is an unpleasant feeling when you realize that your winter of sinful indulgence has done major damage to your formerly well shaped body you have been so proud of last year. it is the moment, when you have to face the truth: you were wrong all those times when you gave in to your inner demon, thinking “nah, that little box of cookies won’t do any harm to my hotness. after all i didn’t eat ANYTHING but cotton soaked in orange juicefrom march to july”. the truth is, that those cookies happily built up little colonies on your hips (and various other regions but it would be too hurtful to write them down). they made love to all the ice cream and raised children and now it seems their little families are pretty happy with where they are. but you aren’t.
this year, my moment was a pretty mind crushing one. not because of the amount of fat i’ve built up but because of the long time it took me to realize it. this has been such a stressful year with all the studying (and therefore lots of comfort-oreos) that i just didn’t notice until now, how urgently i need to get back in shape again.
summer is (almost) here and i won’t be able to work on a decent tan with a body like that. even worse, a week from now it’s life ball-time again and i don’t want to look like a “knacker”(google it if u don’t know what that is:) ) in my red, sparkly outfit…
sigh…. i think it’s time to fill up the fridge with some cotton.
