Say nothing, really.

Me, I'm not an angry person.

Never have been, never will be.
People will just be trying to step on some delicate nerves.
It's okay hunay, you really, really do not have to say anything.
Seriously.

It is no longer news that weight talks could very well be the most delicate topic to talk about with a girl.
People knOw hunay. Heck, that's why it's no longer news.
What planet have you been on?!

The end of session break which ordinarily would last for a little over a month dragged on for 4 months.
No thanks to ASUU.
It felt good not being a student though...earning my own money, dressing all corporate and fancy and all..

Aaanyway,

Resuming school only means that you'll be reuniting with some oddly old faces.
Yep. Old.
4 months is a long time mehn. A preggie woman would be in her second trimester. The baby's heart is beating already(in fact, since) and an ultra sound would be pretty amusing to watch.

I'm rambling.

So, seeing old faces.
Convos revolve around a lot of questions. Plenty of them.
"How was your break?"
"Where did you go/spend it?"
"When did you come?"
"Have you seen [insert name here]?"

And then others:
"Is this your face?" (before nko?) "Are you serious?" (about what abeg?)
"Ah, ahn, you're looking fresh oh, home is good".
"Look at you, hmm, fresh girl."
"You're now fatter oh".

*tyres screeching*

Oya hold it!. Hold it right there!
Did you actually have to insert that last line?? If the conversation has run its course, why can't both parties just grunt, say bye and shake their bums?

Okay scratch the shake part.

But seriously, why ruin a pretty bland conversation with an apparent nonchalance and a runny okra-like tongue/mouth.

I'm not angry. Yet.

Truth is bitter abi? What can you say about lies?
4 months is totally long enough to pick up a couple of extra pounds, agreeably, but what if the only thing you've done in said time is:
drastically reduce food intakes,
peel the succulent (oh yea..*dreamy eyes*) skin of chicken away before consumption due to its high fat content,
have fruits sef as a whole meal,
have dinner before 7:30pm or skip it altogether.
Ehn??

I did all of that and then some. I even registered at the gym sef for a whole month!
I didn't last two weeks though.
That thing is hard mehn.
Working out that is.

Lemme at this point say that I'm not overweight. I checked my BMI on WeightWatchers and I'm good.
I can even work a size10 dress and a size8 top sef.
Don't judge me now o, before you'll be wondering what I'm fussing about. I'll tell you.

It's the ass. Size12, baby!

Lemme also add that I'm not an advocate of runway models kin' size. Never.
Look healthy abeg.
I just really think that ladies should be in a comfortable weight. The confidence that gives can only be imagined.

Sooo, moving on.

With all that self restraint and apparent hardwork, I did get to my comfortable weight. And my insanely attractive flat belle came back. Yep. Big belle was kicked out. Out!

In school, I feed on terrible things. I snack everyday on sweet, meaningless chow with a bottle of fruit juice every other day, if I happen to get to my room by 11:59pm after a very long day, i'll have my really-thick-milk and cereal dinner and sleep off before I drop the bowl. If I happen to be studying into the night, the mouth keeps moving and clicking away. The half filled dustbin and the bloated self would tell the tale of what went down come dawn.

At home, none of that happens. Abi why would I be studying into the night now? For what?
So I did lose some weight.
And then some people will be opening their mouths wide the size of a giant yawn and tell me "aww...you grew fatter".

No hunay, your eyeballs grew bigger!
Would it hurt to just say nothing?
:p