Looking in the mirror

I don't know when or how it happened. Right until this time last year, I still felt absolutely hot, way below 60kg and didn't have skin problems. Friends have been telling me I've put on weight this year. At a family thing earlier this year, some stupid relative even assumed I was preggers. But I'd assumed it was because the dowdy woman had never seen people in empire waist dresses before. I no longer have flawless complesion either. But I didn't realise it was this bad.
I'd gone without a weighing scale for a couple of months sometime back. When I bought a new one, I figured there must've been some kind of calibration error on the old one because the new one says I've gained 5kg. But right now I'm beginning to think there wasn't anything wrong with the calibration on the last one right until the time it just gave up and refused to take any more readings at all.
"Well, it would look nicer if you didn't have all that extra weight on you. You've put on a lot, you know?" was my hair stylists reply when I asked if I should get bangs and if they would look good on me. WTF. But as he said it, I looked in the mirror and realised he wasn't all that far off the mark. When on earth did my face get so round? Like really, it went from heart shaped to...just round. And when did my skin get so....awkward high schooler - like? I wasn't even like that when i WAS in highg school. In my twenty first year, I'd gone from absolutely awesome to...this. This last semester has really taken a toll on me. I don't think I've relaxed at all since January. Neither have I gone shopping properly. "When did I get so dowdy?" is what crosses my mind many times when I'm picking out an outfit these days.
But right now, I've got about 8 weeks to get rid of all these extra kilos and sort out my wardrobe and possibly do something about my skin...although I haven't quite figured out what to do about that last one yet. But I will.