A Teeny Prick But Penetrates Through

Mundane Saturday, headed to Church.
After service, went to eat dinner, had Thai beef noodles and then conversations started to brew..


Girl A: -
Girl B: -
Boy C: tall and skinny
Boy D: About same height but less muscular than me but yet heavier than me.

So.. Girl A was like.. Boy D, you look like you're from rugby, you've got the body.

And she also said... WJ, you're so skinny



THATS IT! My mind was in a chaos, in an emo mode, in the.. Dammit-for-years-I've-train-for-this-not-to-happen-but-this-happened-again-and-this-time-it-was-it!


She called me SKINNY. Nobody calls me skinny(or at least after I've been training).

You can call me fat because that's a fact and I'm willing to eat that piece of information. But.. SKINNY?!?! I used to be skinny. Until I got enough of people telling me that and I started to train up. And just when I thought I could cut away the fats and maintain my current size, this girl comes in and tell me I'm skinny.

Yup, that hit the spot, my ego now crushed, splattered to smithereens, fragments lay shattered on the ground.



ITS TIME TO TAKE THINGS UP A NOTCH!
A different goal now, after I cut down my fats I'll bulk up!
Basket, that Boy D smaller size than me then say I skinny and he's body for rugby..


OH WELLS, Its time I man up and started to push myself beyond my constraints of my illusions of limits.


This time I'm certain, its time to grow bigger.

I try to go to the gym three times a week. And I have to watch what I eat. I'm a normal person.
-Jamie Lee Curtis