See, first times can be crucial. It really has an effect on one’s self-esteem. You need to put your heart into it. Like dieting. Way back in high school I remember that there was a certain point that I’ve made up my mind. I AM GOING ON A DIET or maybe a hunger strike. And it’s because of the most superficial reason. PROM. Pathetic isn’t it. But hey, a girl’s got to do what a girl’s got to do. It was five months away. I wanted to look good of course, perhaps stunning. But good was enough. So I enrolled myself to an after-six bootcamp. O yeah. This one’s good because it’s a success story. I lost in my estimation—- 5-10 pounds. Normally, I am overweight for my age and height. But during my fourth year in high school I was semi-trimmed. At least for the last 5 months in high school which is a bit too late to flaunt.
I could not believed my eyes when I fit my prom dress. It was perfect. The night will be perfect after all… if not for my not-so perfect partner. He’s one of those guys you hire to be your partner. Long story short, he was the cousin of my friend whose sole purpose is to be my ticket to prom no more no less. If my memory serves me right, we met two days before the prom. It’s almost like a one-night stand but except for the fact that it was not. The prom was held in an open space at the back of the College buildings where our graduation was also held. Except for the little rain shower, which by the way soaked our food, it was ok. The night was romantic for some because they have their significant others. But for me it was like a costume party. You play dress up with a phony partner, introduce him to the teachers like your selling some phony product and by midnight go home and pretend like it was just one of your nightmares. Yeah, it wasn’t that bad. I just sacrificed eating a lot of junk food and chocolates after six p.m. for that pesky prom which turn out to be such a superficial experience. Yeah, I learned something too. It made me cynical which is good enough rather than moping over the social suicide I just committed. It’s just that I can’t believe I was so motivated by it. It’s not like I am going to win a price by loosing a pound or two.

But it was a success story [for a while] because at some point I have proven myself wrong. I went on a diet and it worked. Given proper motivation, it might work again. But for a while, it made me realize one more thing. Dieting improved my appetite.