This morning I had my quarterly, diabetes check up and I had the worst 16 year-old moment ever. As with all the others, it starts out with a weigh-in and while it said I had lost eight pounds since the last time (though, the last time said that I had gained eight pounds...) my first thought was "It must all be from my ass cuz my boobs and gut still look the same". And that was when a little bit of me died. I can't believe that was the first thing to pop into my mind. I'm really just one step away from sparkling in the sun and constantly flipping my hair out from my eye-line.