soy el chingon de chingones
It really sucks being fat. I spent three days on the beach, and mostly all my family can talk about is how fat I'm getting.
The worse thing is that they are completely correct. I'm running around in shorts with no top on, and my fat is kinda bulging out of the band on my shorts. It is ferral. The tight tops that I like to wear have now given way to more baggy shirts, because I look like those forty something guys that try and squeeze into latex.
Worst of all is that I can't stop myself from eating the food here. I've eaten more in the last three weeks than I normally eat in six months. And it isn't like the food here is devoid of fat... far from it.
When I get back to Oz, I'm going to have to really start doing something, because this has gone beyond a joke. Sure... I allways complain about my weight, even when I'm skinny, but I guess I have to face the inevitable fact that I'm out of shape and that I look completely rediculous.
The worse thing is that they are completely correct. I'm running around in shorts with no top on, and my fat is kinda bulging out of the band on my shorts. It is ferral. The tight tops that I like to wear have now given way to more baggy shirts, because I look like those forty something guys that try and squeeze into latex.
Worst of all is that I can't stop myself from eating the food here. I've eaten more in the last three weeks than I normally eat in six months. And it isn't like the food here is devoid of fat... far from it.
When I get back to Oz, I'm going to have to really start doing something, because this has gone beyond a joke. Sure... I allways complain about my weight, even when I'm skinny, but I guess I have to face the inevitable fact that I'm out of shape and that I look completely rediculous.