Mom came home looking really excited today. She almost skipped right up to where I was slouching by/under the glass coffee table (with none other than english and a pot of tea) and announced in genuine glee that the fitness centre next to the pool where my brother has his swimming lessons is offering a fitness course which guarantees weight loss of 10kg within 10 weeks wouldnt that be awesome (for me) to try? If you know my mom, she is very rarely excited about any sort of program or activity that I partake in, so the enthusiasm for which she has recently been bringing up the 'post exam goals' [1. Get a job. and especially 2. Lose weight] she has already thought up for me is just a little bit alarming.
The first time she brought up this 'losing weight' thing (today was about the 20th time in a month) I asked her if she thought I was that fat because that's obviously the first thign that comes to mind, but she was quite defensive. "Didn't you say you thought you were too fat and wanted to lose weight?! I didnt say anything about it!" etc etc.
Admittedly, I have been complaining about being 'fat', so I'm glad mom's being supportive, but..... this is damaging my ego!
Ah well. Worries about cellulite will only be addressed after these dratted exams, so I shall happily indulge in blissful ignorance for the time being.
I had a random dream about going to China last night. I want to go there now. Or Germany. or somewhere?!?!