Good things have been happening in a personal level, though, for which I'm very thankful. First, mum's impending departure has been delayed till after Eid and the good folks at the DHA might even pitch in with the costly procedure. Second, I got a raise, so I'm officially overpaid but pretty happy.

Unfortunately, one of the small downsides to having mum around is her obsession with the way I look. As of late, she has noticed my ever-expanding weight since all we (siblings and I) do all day during Ramzan is sleep, lay about, play video games, watch TV and occasionally, read. As a result, mum threatens to cut off our supply of Ramzan Pepsi and make us eat *gasp* healthy! I do detest this whole fascade we must create for ourselves in the face of a possible marriage proposal popping up any day now. Unluckily, brother has an inhumanly quick metabolism and despite eating like it's going out of style, still has occasions when you could see his ribs. Little sister barely eats anything, which I suppose is preferable to her friends' anorexic habits, so it's just me under fire these days. Damned supermodels promoting unrealistic expectations.