always.

It was the person, always.

self-centered

This is rather self-centered, only because I've been thinking about it the past few weeks and even more so these past few days.

I've never given much thought about my body or not as much as others anyway. Simply because I always felt there was nothing to worry about. Sure, there came the insecurity bouts and the, "Deym, I want that body.." moments, but all in all, I was pretty contented with who I was and what shape I was in. I used to think my metabolism was invincible, that I could eat or drink anything and everything and get away with it. Or all I had to do was exercise a little, then yey, my stomach would go back to normal.

Then this semester came along. And we had to take skinfold measures of each other and get each other's measurements. And then I stepped on the BIA scale to find my percent body fat. And I didn't need to take a sum of skinfolds to know I'm higher than average. Even my co-interns were surprised that that was how big I was. And the BIA test (which is a relatively reliable and valid test) confirmed it. I'm overfat.

But here's the weird thing: I'm underweight but overfat. How is that possible. I am underweight by a couple of pounds but there it was: I'm overfat. I just want to say that line over and over again.

So here it is, to anyone reading this, take care of your bodies. I swear, you will regret all those drinks and all that icky fatty food you ingested. The effects of all those show up sooner than you think. Crap.

And you, I blame you. For making me drink ALL that. For all those wasted, wasted drunken moments and for making me feel like crap and for making me lose faith in myself. For making me wallow in misery and for making me just want to sleep all the time and not care about anything else. And for taking away all that physical activity.

Bitter me.

the tables have turned

How the world turns upside down.

It reminds me of the scene in Pirates 3 where they flipped the boat around to get to the other side, then the world turned around too.

Funny really what can change in one year. I'm not sure if I do regret anything that has happened the past year, but what the hell. Live and let live.

I'm finding more and more reasons to do so. =)