<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968142046400156717</id><updated>2011-07-02T22:08:05.789-07:00</updated><category term='First things first; introducing myself.'/><title type='text'>Big Fat Chronicles</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfatwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4968142046400156717/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfatwriter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Big Fat Writer :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04714837765510773284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968142046400156717.post-710415379107261152</id><published>2011-06-28T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T22:08:05.805-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First things first; introducing myself.'/><title type='text'>"Chapter" One: When being fat was being cute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; border-collapse: separate; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Can you&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;remember the first time&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;that someone actually&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;called&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;you&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;fat?&lt;/em&gt; Sure... we could have started this with small talk like: I was born in Arizona,&amp;nbsp;youngest of four kids, happy childhood in a city you've probably&amp;nbsp;never heard before.&amp;nbsp;Maybe I should start by&amp;nbsp;telling you my name and saying nice things like "nice to meet you" and "I'm really happy you are willing to hear my story", but it's not happening. Deal with it. I'm not rude, it's not that, but I'm pretty sure you're not here to hear about that time when I put my goldfish in the&amp;nbsp;fridge and it obviously died.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; border-collapse: separate; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #cccccc; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So let's back to the start. I really can't remember. Simply&amp;nbsp;because&amp;nbsp;I was not even born the first time I was called fat. The doctor told my mom she was about to have twins.&amp;nbsp;Of course it was just&amp;nbsp;me&amp;nbsp;being fat for the first time.&amp;nbsp;And it felt pretty good, cause even though I can't remember, I had all this baby stuff&amp;nbsp;for two. Way to go, mom!&amp;nbsp;When you are a baby,&amp;nbsp;being fat it's&amp;nbsp;not really a problem. You're supposed to and everyone thinks it's cute. I mean, if&amp;nbsp;you see a baby who is really thin, maybe you should call the social servive.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;can't talk about how it&amp;nbsp;felt to be a baby, 'cause, you know,&amp;nbsp;I don't know. But I can tell you&amp;nbsp;my first nickname for fat people envolved my name and ball. It was created by one of my brothers (I really have no idea which one was the responsible)&amp;nbsp;and they still call me that nowadays. What a lovely way to say they love me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; border-collapse: separate; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #cccccc; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Well, I'm not&amp;nbsp;here talking about how life's unfair and how much fat people suffer.&amp;nbsp;Even though people can be really mean to each other and it can really make one feel bad&amp;nbsp;for once, I have little voice inside telling me it's all about self-estimee. They'll eventually make fun of you, but, TRUST ME, they make jokes about everyone. "Too skinny", "too fat", "too ugly", "too short", "too tall"... it all can be summarized by "too judgmental". Welcome to the real life. And remember: You can't hear the world laughing at you, if you're laughing harder. You gotta own it, sugar (so said Bobby Cobb).&amp;nbsp;And, talking about sugar, aren't you hungry? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4968142046400156717-710415379107261152?l=bigfatwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfatwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/710415379107261152/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bigfatwriter.blogspot.com/2011/06/chapter-one-when-being-fat-was-being.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4968142046400156717/posts/default/710415379107261152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4968142046400156717/posts/default/710415379107261152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfatwriter.blogspot.com/2011/06/chapter-one-when-being-fat-was-being.html' title='&quot;Chapter&quot; One: When being fat was being cute'/><author><name>Big Fat Writer :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04714837765510773284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
