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Warning. This entry is what you've been waiting for. It's about realizations. self-image. self-discovery. personal goals or lack-there-of. After almost three months you knew it was coming.

Realization #1. Like most women in and outside of The US, I have a self-image problems. But not enough to care about them. Is that a problem?
Blame it on what you will, being teased as a child, being a statistic for over-weight children, always being in the back row for class photos, never kissing a boy until you were 18, etc. So I've had a lot to overcome in my battle of self-confidence, and given that there are many women who are a size 6 and have manifested the idea that they are fat, I would say I'm doing OK.
Every country in the world can attest to providing women with a reason to have self-confidence issues. In The US, there have been wonderful, short-lived, campaigns which promote positive self-image, but none of which effectively made a dent in the industry, as a whole, of which targets women and young girls. Here in Buenos Aires the women are skinny. I mean skinny. While walking the other day, I noticed that not one of the women I saw did their thighs actually touch together. So, in a continent which habitually encourages women to embrace their curves, I seem to be living in the one country that promotes women to mold into the one-size-fits-all clothing size. I will admit it is encouraging for a weight-loss program but attempting to look for clothes in this city is like a prom-dress nightmare. So in acceptance of this realization, and discourage you from writing me comments telling me how beautiful I am, I would just like to say one thing. I like myself. Regardless of how thin or over-weight the peering eye may consider me, I would rather have someone's respect than attraction. And to be honest. It would be worse to tell me that I was terrible writer than that I was over-weight. (This is the point where I subtly encourage you to write comments on how I'm such a great writer).

Realization #2. I need an Argentine lover.
I'm now accepting applications. My vocabulary is lacking and I need practice with my Spanish.

Realization #3. I need life goals.
In a recent discussion with my roommate, Alonso, it was made apparent to myself that I lack sold long-term goals. While, I'd like to believe that being a world-traveler and living life everyday to its fullest is an achievement, it's not, at least for me. It's not a lie. Nor is it a mistake to do the sort-of thing that I'm doing. In fact I'm more and more proud of myself for this decision everyday. So while I'm here I will figure it out. And how I expect to go about it, whatever 'it' is. I don't need to draw up an itinerary for my monthly goals for the next 10 years, but a sketch is a start. No worries parental authorities my future goals are mapped out with-in the continental US.

Realization #4. I'm proud of myself.
Not enough people are proud of themselves. I haven't done that much, I'm young, but what I have, I'm proud of.

In conclusion of my 'realization' blog entry, I would like to thank all those readers whom made it through this entry of self-convictions. And next time I'll try to fill the pages with more sarcasm. Until then, you think about your realizations and when they're as good as mine, let me know. We'll have a 'realization assembly.'


  1. Anonymous1:42 PM

    Me alegro que estes contenta contigo misma. Es muy dificil para una mujer llegar a eso pero yo al igual que tu tambien estoy contenta conmigo misma. Sigue disfrutando y creciendo como se debe!


  2. Anonymous10:00 PM

    You are a GREAT writer.

  3. You follow instructions well Anonymous, thanks.