A diary in the air, and no one at the airport knew me.

September 7

Diary in the Air

I didn't eat the airplane meal, partly because I'm on a diet, and partly because I didn't have an appetite. At the airport just now, I saw my dad's eyes were red; I know he's reluctant to let me go. But I have to go to study, to learn new skills and improve myself, so no matter how reluctant he is, he has to watch me leave.

When I went through customs, I didn't look back, I just walked quickly. It wasn't that I was unfilial, but I didn't want them to see me cry.

I'm so sleepy. I can't exercise on the plane anyway, so let me rest a bit. I'm a little excited. I wonder if my friends from Vancouver will still recognize me when I see them tomorrow... Oh well, I'm not going to think about it or write anymore. I'm going to sleep now. I'll know everything when I wake up.

Nobody recognized me at the airport.

Finally arrived in Canada! After a day of flying, I'm finally back on the ground. Today was a day without exercise, but I don't feel guilty at all, because I've already "compensated for my agricultural losses with a side hustle." All I ate today was a can of sugar-free Coke; there was no salmon sashimi on the plane. I heard first class has sashimi, but unfortunately, I was in economy.

While queuing at customs, the officer repeatedly compared my passport to the photo, looking puzzled. I had to explain that I didn't look like the picture because I'd been dieting for the past two months, which made me look different. However, since my passport hadn't expired and I hadn't lost it, I hadn't gotten a new one or a new photo. The officer eventually let me go, but then I started to worry. What if they wouldn't let me enter China again? Would I be unable to go home then?

After finally being cleared by customs, I encountered another embarrassing situation when exiting the airport. As soon as I entered the airport hall, I saw my friends anxiously waiting in the distance. I ran over to greet them enthusiastically, but they all looked at each other blankly. One of them even sent a representative to ask me, "Who are you? I'm not here to pick you up."

"Oh, so you're here to pick me up. I called you guys." Even if I had the wrong people, I couldn't possibly guess all your names correctly, brothers and sisters.

Yezi seemed to connect my round face to me, and she asked me in a small voice if I was Moxuan.

"Yeah, why are you all ignoring me?"

"Oh my god!! How is this possible!" This time it was Yezi's turn to exclaim in surprise. I think it was because she couldn't accept the fact that I had lost weight. Although I'm not that skinny and slender yet, compared to before, I'm absolutely different.

The others were all speechless when they heard what Ye Zi said. They told me that if I hadn't spoken to them, they definitely wouldn't have recognized me. I joked that not only did they not recognize me, but even the customs officers almost refused to let me in.

The strong guys helped me carry my suitcase. I used to carry it myself, but now I'm getting VIP treatment. They probably thought I'd lost so much weight I couldn't handle such a heavy suitcase anymore. Guys, you really underestimated me. The drive from Vancouver back to Victoria takes two hours, so I quickly slept for a bit, barely managing to muster the energy to go out with them that evening. They were all surprised; they never imagined I could resist any food temptation, not even alcohol.

Before going to bed, I asked Yezi to help me do 100 sit-ups while massaging my legs... I've changed... I've become more active.

For those who don't know me, get to know me again.

September 8

I continued to surprise those around me.

Today was my first day of school, and I discovered that many of my classmates from last semester were in my classes. It was as if they had all planned it; everyone acted indifferent when I greeted them, until I called out their names clearly. Only then did they notice me, and then they understood from my eyes, "Ah, it's you!" See, my eyes are still so "innocent." The most outrageous one was Gerry. Seeing me like this, he said, "Oh dear, if I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have been with my girlfriend last semester; I should have just pursued you." I said that if he had actually pursued me last semester, at least two-thirds of the Chinese students in school would have thought his head must have been caught in a door as a child, leading to his severely flawed aesthetic sense.

Because of the start of the school year, I have to do sit-ups every morning before going to school, which lasts until 6:30 PM. So, my afternoon swimming sessions were moved to the evening, and my evening running sessions were done in the early morning. Thank goodness, there's a huge gym downstairs where I live, with all sorts of facilities. Late at night, when it's quiet, I can go downstairs alone with my headphones on for a run. Since running on a treadmill doesn't burn as much energy as running in place, I ran for a full hour and 40 minutes straight. At dinner, I prepared a table full of delicious food for everyone, but I didn't eat a single bite myself. I just sat there chatting with everyone the whole time. No matter what food anyone tried to tempt me with, I remained unmoved. Because I know my weight loss journey isn't over yet; I still have a long way to go. During dinner, they said they still weren't used to seeing me like this, feeling like I was living in a strange shell but with a familiar soul. I said yes, I am Zhu Bajie. A master used the Transformation Technique to switch my body with Zixia's, so that I could at least experience the feeling of lightness.

I'm so tired. When I went for a run just now, I felt my stamina wasn't as good as it is back home. Well, back home it was during vacation, but now school has started, and just attending classes every day is exhausting, both mentally and physically. Adding exercise on top of that... haha. If I take a hot shower later, I should be able to sleep well. Sorry to my friends, I scared you, but be prepared, my transformation isn't over yet!

My first diary entry after the start of the school year: I really want a holiday.