I've always hated talking about myself. My name is Taylor and I'm a 22 year old cutie living in the state of Massachusetts. I'm currently a graduate student attending the prodigious university of Harvard and I am currently studying criminology in my first year of graduate school. Its so interesting and I hope to be a detective one day. Imagine me trying to fit into a police uniform, lol. ;) They will have to custom make one to fit around my boobies, lol.

All jokes aside, I am a very interesting person and knowing that I am a Harvard student should obviously mean that there is more to me than my huge breast. I have a great sense of humor and I love guys who can make me laugh. I love it when guys treat me like a princess and believe me, I can treat them like a Queen. I am a friendly, down to earth and respectful person and I want the same in return for whoever I meet.

I love Vegas. I make time to travel to Vegas almost twice a year. I love the UFC. I think it's the greatest sport in the entire world. There is so much action. I love games as you can probably tell from my online handle. I play all types of games from Action & Adventure to RPG, from puzzle to sports, from card games to fighting. If you name a game, I've probably played it and beaten it. If there is one thing I am not doing when I am playing games its chatting online or partying with my friends, or studying.

Not only am I a student of Harvard University, I consider myself a student of the low-carb lifestyle and I am constantly reading more and more books to not only educate myself, but also to inspire myself to continue on with this new and exciting journey. Just one year ago, March 22, 2006 I decided that it was time I had to do something about my weight problem for good. Pushing 300 pounds was a wake up call for. Stepping on the scale to realize that I had gotten that big was really hard for me. It was very hard for me to look at myself and what I had allowed myself to become despite the fact that my 'friends' liked me that way.

My decision to commit to the low-carb diet occurred when I was visiting Las Vegas, Nevada in early 2006. For those of you who have ever been to Vegas, you know you literally have to walk everywhere you go to get around. I quickly realized all that walking was wearing me out and taking away the enjoyment of what should be a relaxing vacation. I was 270 pounds and my thighs were chafing and I vowed never to let myself miss out on my life because I was unhealthy or unable to do things that should just come easy. There was no turning back.

By the end of her first month low-carbing, I had dropped an astonishing 29 pounds and then continued averaging about 18 pounds a month weight loss throughout the past year. To say I was astonished at how well her low-carb lifestyle was working for me is an understatement!

My thighs were huge and now it looks like I may have to have [skin removal] surgery. I am not worried though because I would rather live healthier and happier then have fat to fill out my skin. In the beginning, my 'friends' were supportive, the true friends stayed that way. However, a few of them just were waiting to see me fail. They were endlessly shoving sweets in my face asking me if I wanted any, rather then being supportive. It was not just a physical struggle it was unbelievably mental and emotional. I had to break through a lot of things inside me in order to succeed. I had moments where I was really low and I had to dig deep inside me. I looked to the people around me that loved me to get me through these times. AND THEY DID!!!

I was so depressed that I couldn't do all the things that my heart really truly wanted to do, wear the clothes I really wanted to wear, and be the person that I knew was underneath all that fat. Although I'm 150 pounds lighter, nothing has changed on the inside about me. I'm still the same giving, loving, generous person I was before, but I'm just way hotter now!! LOL