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I'd be healthier if I were fat

21 July 2009
You saw her gorging herself with the creamiest soups and the most fat-laden meals. Every ten minutes, you saw her stuffing her face: chips, cookies—name any junk food and she’ll be eating it. And yet, despite that lifestyle, she still managed to look… thin !
The rules of sorority dictates one must loathe her who makes the rest of us look bad. Thanks to her, we’re expected to keep a size 0 for the rest of our lives.
But then, she doesn’t have it easy too. In a society, where being thin and light is equivalent to being healthy & fit, she lives in a fall sense of security.
While the rest of the “fat'” world exercise and eat their greens, thin people keep munching their way into internal obesity. Admittedly, I was one of them. I prided in my “bottomless stomach” & the exercise I didn’t need.
After watching Jamie Oliver’s Eat to Save Your Life, I was—in their words—“gobsmacked.” I’d like to live till 30, thank you very much.
So yesterday, I ran 2 clicks. Today, I did some strengthening. And I’ve finally persuaded my mom to let me try making the meal plan for a week.
Does it hurt? Absolutely! This’ll be such a change from my current lifestyle.
Wish me determination!
I am, therefore I write

19 July 2009
Rapid clicking fills the room as my fingers flutter over the keyboard.
Within seconds, the thoughts that tumbled haphazardly in my head finally finds it place. Letters arrange themselves into phrases, and as if by some fantastical power, my fingers become an extension of my soul.
It’s an odd feeling.
Writing. Creating. The exploration of a realm that is beyond me.
Suddenly, I’m free. I’m not held back by the ideas of “impossibility”.
I write, because it is in that moment, when it’s just between me and my pen (or in this case, the computer)--when I allow myself to--I am finally able to reconcile dreams and reality.
organic.
There's the word. That's what writing is.

I’ve missed this.
Czarina goes to court, dons legal robes
Gloomy, wet, perfect: the best words to describe today.

Leaving behind sprinkles of rain here and there, school's Law class entered the modern, majestic walls of the Provincial Courthouse--and I'm not even kidding about the majestic part.

The highlights:
- tour of courtroom, judge's bench, jury deliberation chambers
- meetings with sheriff, judge, RCMP officer, Crown counsel
- super accomodating judges with excellent senses of humour
- watching trials in progress
- mock trials for the Big Bad Wolf
  (Which by the way, prosecution had a horrible case. No wonder defence found it so easy to poke holes.)
It was such an amazing learning experience! From the truth about defence counsels, to the pillars of sentencing, to the fact that lawyers actually have family lives--there's so much to take in!

Going back to regular school is going to be so, for lack of a better word, blaaah after this. But for now, I'm going to enjoy the experience

... and start counting down the days till I graduate. :)