Things That Worry Me

I need to get my passport back from Sammy, and that means it's either with Eleni now or Natascha, since Sammy leaves tomorrow for some place or other. I need it though, cause I need to update my visa information with the city, which is another thing that worries me, since I have to do that before I leave for America.

What else worries me is that, well...I'm worried about the same thing that happened the last time I came back from Japan. All my friends looked fat. It's tragic the way this happens, but I understand fully now why the Japanese all think Americans are fat. Cause, well, they are, comparatively. By a wide margin, pun intended. I know I'm not the superskinniest kid of all time, but, I can already see half the girls I know starting their inevitable and admittedly regretable transformation into their mothers, as if there weren't evidence of it having begun before I even left. A lot of my guy friends too have put on weight, some to the point I don't recognize them at first glance. I had to pull a Hook, and like smear their face around to find the skinny kid I used to know buried inside.

I know some of it is my perception, just seeing so many Japanese/Asian types kinda biases my vision, so I'm not TOO worried about it, but at the same time, well, I kinda like this norm over the American one, if that's really the case. For all us Americans bitch about the absurd unmeetable standard of beauty promoted to young women, the Japanese seem to have no problem maintaining it. Without eating disorders and fad diets. Seen from my perspective here, it IS kind of a wonder why American women can't seem to shed those few extra pounds. It's genetic though, I suspect, and there's tragically little they can do about it, much like there's tragically little they can do about morphing into their mothers by 25 or their first child.

*sigh*