so uncomfortable, so sad

rashida jones in the guardian:

“Every time I look at a photo of myself as a teenager, I think, this is who I feel like.” She shows me a photo she keeps on her phone of an overweight, solemn-faced girl who looks vaguely like Rashida Jones. “There I am. So uncomfortable, so sad, so much food… On family vacations, I used to wake up before everyone else and make a sourdough bread sandwich with butter, eggs, bacon and cheese, and then go back to bed and, like, one hour later be, ‘So what’s for breakfast?'” She laughs. “So sad.”

SO AWESOME, SHE MEANS