...chikar konam?...

My aunt tonight said to me that I look like I am losing weight. Beautiful she said, and that my butt looks great. I'm glad I am finally pleasing someone. Though I won't lie, I have put a few back on in the past couple of weeks. This will have to do I suppose, until school begins and with it a nomeat diet, cigarettes, biking to work and a nice absence of parental supervision.
 
Incidentally this is the same aunt who once, the day I firsttimeever got my eyebrows sculpted, said to me "your eyebrows look beautiful but they would look much better if you were thinner". I was 13. And it is this comment (as well as myriads of others from "well-meaning" relatives) that I blame for my eating disorder adventures circa grade 9-10. Living in the commercialist/consumerist culture that is Thornhill didn't help much either.