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Alright, so today I had my first appointment at the eating disorder clinic, rub-together, binge-induced thigh growth and all.

It was actually kind of -- strike that, it was entirely a let down. I don't think that either the Nutritionist or Councilor that I saw was trained in actually dealing with EDs, or, actually, had any training in anything. The most I got out of my Nutritionist was a blank spreadsheet onto which I could write the foods I ate, no specifics as to what I could possibly eat at all, which is a problem, since I'm extremely picky. My Councilor seemed only to care that I sort of looked like Michelle Pfeiffer (sp?), and would only talk when we got off the subject of binge eating and onto a chick flick tangent.

I don't feel remotely cured, and from what both of them said about the group meetings, it's more of a competition than anything else -- which will NOT help, me having legs like tree trunks.

Blaah... I should wriiite... Next entry WILL be something cool, I promise. 

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Girls can be annoying.

But only when they're around men. Or boys, in this case, because I doubt these two are anywhere near to reaching their full maturity.

I go to Jamba Juice every day to get a fruit smoothie, an all fruit one, which is only 300 or so calories for 24 ounces. Some other girls get smoothies that large, fine, but only when they are by themselves, not with their boyfriends. It's as if being around the opposite sex automatically instills an eating disorder into every woman in a ten foot radius. They get sixteen ounce smoothies, stare at their salads with little pouts, complaining that there's absolutely no way they could finish so many leafy greens by themselves.

So they share with others, eat a few bites, get the rest to go... And, of course, stuff their face full of anything they want once they get to the privacy of their own homes. It's disgusting, really; social eating is just another way to differentiate between the genders, turning men into healthy, or at least vigorous, eaters, and women into simpering idiots.

Yesterday I was with my friends, and bought some ice cream from Ben & Jerry's while the girls picked at their lunches and the boys fawned over them. (Have I mentioned how sick I am of this god damned endless flirtation?) So I finish it, and announce that it wasn't as good as I thought it would be, and that it wasn't really worth it. One of the boys proceeds to stare at my thighs, raise a brow, and drawl meanly that though it was bad, I did eat the whole thing.

Which pissed me off, since salad chick is five inches shorter than me and weighs the same. But of course, she's never considered fat becase A) she's short, and therefore delicate, right? And B) like most women, she's a day-time ana and night-time food-beast.

I feel like such a fucking hypocrite for trying to diet, myself. Who the hell do I have to impress? It's this kind of girl that give everyone else an ED... I wish everyone would just be themselves, not try to put up a facade for every facet of their daily lives. Food shouldn't control us so much, it's stupid and has no brains, we should control it.
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Name/Nickname: Mia HC/Northeast/Rowena/Van Halen/Eastwood.

Likes:  Languages, myth. I'm also mildly obsessed with Satan, but in a scholarly way, not a dance around in your skivvies/sacrifice small animals way.
Dislikes: Grasshoppers/crickets/locusts, binge eating, essay-writing

Strong points: Master Bullshit Artist, extremely loyal friend
Weaker points: Somewhat (cough) of a gossip.  No will-power. Ice princess.

What is something you'd change about yourself?: I'd make myself shorter. About five inches shorter. And lighter, of course, but that comes with the lost height.
Hobbies & Talents: Writing, gaming, running/walking, complaining, maintaining my font of useless, but interesting knowledge.

Favorite colors: Yellow, gray
Favorite foods: Sweets, fruits
Mature or Immature?: Eh. Mature for my age, I suppose, but I could just be slightly more reserved/cynical than your average teen.
Leader or Follower?: I wouldn't say that I'm a follower; many of my ideas chafe the majority. However, leading the pack isn't exactly my forte.
Optimistic or Pessimistic?: Pessimistic when it comes to myself, optimistic towards everyone else
Day or Night Person? I'm never tired, both have their charms
Social or more aloof? Social, I suppose.

Favorite quote & why?: You are the god of my idolatry. Because it rocks and I love to say it >_>
What is the last book you've read?: The Will of the Empress

What are your goals and ambitions: Write a book. Graduate from college, with a degree in Nutrition. Pass mtf'ing Orgo.
Where do you see yourself in 5 years?: Oh god, don't make me look that far into the future. Probably helping people with binge eating disorder. I hope.

What are your closest friends like?: Normal to the point of botheration, but usually there when I need them. Actually, that sounds bitchy, they're great people.
How do your friends decribe you?: Tall. That's the only adjective they've ever used to describe me, actually -___-'
When you’re in a group, what's your part in the group dynamic?: The one keeping all conversations going/foaming at the mouth as further gossip/calumny surfaces.
What was the stupidest thing you and your friends have ever done?: Stay up until four AM laughing at the New Testament. It is now 4:45 AM and I am still awake. asdfjkl;

What are your feelings towards each of the four houses?: Hufflepuff amuses me. It's like those race forms that you have to fill out before standardized testing (ie, caucasian, latino/a, african-american, pacific islander, other), with Hufflepuff being the 'other'. They're all the rejects from the other houses, the ones that don't really fit in, the house most likely to fall into a miasmic state of emoness. And yet they're happy and hold the entire school together? What a delightful contradiction!
Describe the house qualities that you feel accurately reflect you. Please try to include traits from each of the four houses.: I suppose I'd be in Ravenclaw, if only because I value learning above everything else. NOT because I find myself intelligent, thank you very much.
Given the choice, which house would you NOT want to be in?: Hufflepuff , because the irony would kill me.

Anything else?: I love everyone, like Jesus, but without the whole messiah part. Or the penis part.
How did you find this community?: Hypnotic link-clickage. It isn't called the world wide web for nothing!
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Alright, so.

I have no friends on LJ, but having an empty journal, especially since I paid for it, makes me feel blah.

My name is Mia, last name variable since mine is incredibly long and difficult to pronounce. I'm fond of aliases (aliasi?) and use them whenever possible.

The average rate of updating here seems to be about twice every year, so I don't feel as if a journal will be a major project -- hopefully, however, I'll get off my lazy, insecure ass and write something creative/slashy soon in order to validate my purchase.

TTFN, lovers.

Current Location: My cave/home
Current Mood: full
Current Music: Computer fan

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