One fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish

Well, right after Christmas I weighed 140 pounds. I didn't want to get up to 150 like I did last winter so I decided to put a stop to it. And now, 2 months later I am down to 124.5. I was probably 13 or 14 the last time I weighed around this much. I get confused whenever I think about my weight. I'll hear it as 130something in my head and then I smile. Cuz it's not 130something. I've given up on the cardio somewhat. I got tired of the stairstepper and quit doing it. But now I have my Wii Fit and I can go running on there. People keep asking me if I'm dieting and losing weight. My boss even asked me if I was dieting. I said yes. And he asked why? I know that I don't see my body the way it looks. But since I used to weigh over 200 pounds parts of me aren't what they should be. My stomach is, well, horribly disgusting; in my opinion. If I could get surgery to fix it I know I would stop this obsessive dieting. But that just won't happen unless I win some contest or lottery. Cuz I'd like to have a flat stomach. I don't care if it's washboard or 6-pack. I just don't want it to fold over and have all this loose skin that makes it look like an alien. Ugh. I hate it.