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My BF would probably freak out and delete it. He's pretty conservative. I don't mind, I'm really not secure enough to take that sort of picture anyway.

I understand that this site really promotes strength training, but at the moment it isn't part of my goals. I'm interested in becoming thinner, that's about all.

Never ever! I trust my BF, but I'm not about to do anything stupid. Once I took a picture of me in a one piece bathing suit and deleted it immediately--I'm certainly not going to take a picture more risque than that!

Thanks everyone for feedback! I'm 19, so I don't have age against me. But I have the joints of an older person, they tend to ache while climbing stairs or just being active for a while. My boyfriend wants to join me on my quest, so I'll have moral support and someone to run with now and then (he's fitter than me, but he's…

Thanks! This sounds doable. I can only run about a quarter mile at the moment, so this gives me hope.

I shave mine as often as I shave my legs, which is fairly often in warmer weather. I look like a grizzly bear otherwise, it's gross.

Can't really afford to shop anywhere but Old Navy and Costco (unfortunately my Costco jeans ripped within 2 days, my thighs be damned)

80 dollars for jeans?! I spend at most 20, and sure they sag and don't fit exactly right, but that's because of my misshapen body, not the jeans.

Good point. I've never really eaten at the houses of others, maybe twice in total. Last bf never invited me over, and we lived 20 minutes apart and dated for 2 years. I'm more dreading having to fit in with current BF's family than anything else, since I'm pretty sure they don't like me.

I walk around from place to place. Believe it or not, not everyone chooses to exercise.

Hmm, interesting perspective. I don't do any of those things you listed.

Oh okay. But a lot of people never do any of those things, whereas everyone sits and craps (and wears underwear, sure).

I wouldn't say 'behind' my north american counterparts. Most people here at college can't cook a single thing. I can bake (it's a hobby of mine) but I don't know how to make full-on meals. I just remembered that I'll be going abroad soon and will have to cook for myself and boyfriend. Maybe it's worth finding some dishes…

Oh yes, those I understand. I thought they meant functions exclusively for a butt--sitting and crapping are the only ones that came to mind.

Umm...aren't those the only two functions?

I'm sorry about your loss. That's a good point, my mom is my best friend and I'd hate to lose her.

As I said before, my mother learned when she married. Her mother learned when she married. As a cultural norm, we don't live independently until then. I don't see anything wrong with this way of thinking.

I think that's just a cultural difference, to be honest. It's not an objective fact that you should learn to cook at age 7.

I'll learn how to cook when I have to. My mother couldn't boil water till after she married, but she learned in time and now she's an amazing cook. In my culture we typically don't move out till we get married, so I guess I'll learn then.

5th grade, I was already a C cup, but my mother never thought to buy me a bra because I was only 10. Locker room was hell...all the girls called me names. 8th grade, forgot to shave my ankles before wearing jeans a little too short. Got called "yeti" for three weeks. C'est la vie.

Thanks for putting these things into perspective. I suppose he's not really asking for too much. In his words "you don't need to grab a whole plate, just have a bite!" It really comes down to me being set and rigid in my ways (goes beyond food--I'm very particular about activities, movies, etc) and him being open to…

In the summers/breaks/random homesick weekends I live at home. At college I can't pack any food, I eat what they offer--unfortunately. I don't know how to cook and I have no need to, my mom knows how much I hate the food at school so she makes all sorts of food I like over break. She does work very long days, but always…

I eat at a college dining hall, and at home I eat what my mother cooks. There's really no getting around that for the next few years.

It's my only point of comparison, we don't eat American food at home. I once had an American thanksgiving at a friends house and could only have pie, everything else (and I did try some of it) wasn't good.

He has always tried it willingly. In the beginning of our relationship I used to hide my food from him--he had never met an Indian person or seen Indian food and I didn't want him to react like my last boyfriend did. But he tries everything of his own volition and claims he likes it. Am I subject to the same standards?

I don't think he'll break up with me over food. But since we eat every meal together, it makes things quite tense when I pick at salad and he tries everything offered. I don't see him as the bad guy, but I was just wondering if I'm being completely unreasonable by refusing to try what looks unappetizing at the dining hall.

I mentioned the part about him being American due to the cuisines offered at the dining hall. For him, that's home cooking. For me, it's prison food. I'm not saying all American food is bad, but there are very few foods that he loves and that I can tolerate. Granted, being picky at college is cumbersome, my diet is rather…

I guess I should have predicted this sort of thing dating an American man. I just hope his family never invites me home, I'd feel horrible just pushing food around on my plate.

He tells me it's not about the food itself, it's the fact that I reject things without trying them whereas he tries everything once. I HAVE tried plain steamed vegetables before, and gluey potatoes. No thank you. Beef I will not touch. He sees it as me rejecting his culture and the food he grew up eating outright.

Beef has always revolted me, it's just something about the slippery appearance and odd color. And I eat vegetables and potatoes, just not the typical way Americans prepare them--just plain salt and no other seasoning. The Christmas dinner was very traditional, as was the thanksgiving dinner.