2 Saturdays ago when we were topping up fuel at Shell, I saw Cleo & contemplated getting it, but I didn't in the end. Today, I walked into MPH & emerged with a copy. That, was my reading material on this lovely Thursday night (bukannya nak baca Yassin, baca Cleo pulak).

Flip flip flip. Almost all the girls featured were 18 to 22 years of age. The 22 year old teacher, the 20 year old ex-prisoner, the 19 year old who wrote in the Q & A section. All the youngsters!! The slim, pretty youngsters! Warrrghhhh!!!

Actually I've never thought 25 was old until I turned 25. Now I know why my ex-boss said what she said (Nani, you'll know when you hit 30) when I told her not to whine about being old at 30 yrs old.

The process of aging has kicked in quite a bit. In fact, I learnt in uni that you start to age when you're 22 - that's when you start to lose a bit of hearing. So you pple better be more self-aware. If you're 22, and you keep going, "Ah?? AH??? AHHHH???" Watch out, you're ageing.

When you're 25, you'll find it harder to lose weight, but much easier to pile it all on. I stepped gingerly onto the communal weighing scale 30 minutes ago and found myself 2 kgs heavier than in Ramadhan. Warrrggghhhh!!!

Mana kan tak, orang snack makan baby carrots, makan salad...aku snack makan kuih raya. Tsk, my tummy's full of saturated fats. Urgh.

Talking about tummy... last Saturday, his BIL's aunt actually touched my tummy & asked the question, "Dah ada?". I wouldn't be surprised if she didn't believe although I've insisted that I belum ada coz by touching the flab on my tummy, one would think I was pregnant. Spare tyre rabaks.

To make it worse (actually ni aku yang perasan sorang), I almost couldn't recognise this girl from another dept when she smiled at me yesterday. Aiseh, member dah kurus seh! So slim. So pretty. Macam CT Nurhaliza sikit pon ada (gee, never did I imagine I'd ever mention her name in my blog). Wow, she dah kurus seh!! And what a difference it makes! I felt ashamed of myself, getting fatter by the day. She sat beside me briefly this afternoon, and she even had a nice scent on her. She's not just slim, she smells nice too! I wonder if her hair's nice too. Then she'll be perfect. Slim, nice smelling, with nice hair.

Maybe for a start, I could put on that facial mask - I've not done that since the wedding. Before that, maybe I could throw that copy of Cleo away. Maybe I should start reading Women's Weekly...or Dare. 25 is the new 40.

I'm jaded.