Currently Reading: Fat Kid Rules The World by K.L. Going
Hold up, it’s me, the fat kid, reading Fat Kid Rules The World. Hahaha. Okay, forgive my sudden craziness right there. 
So here goes: When you are a 300-pound kid, it is not surprising that you feel bad about yourself. Living in our society with that kind of weight means endless fat jokes and harsh taunts. People will notice you no matter what and they would always have that disgusted look plastered on their faces as they take in you enormous state. And that is how Troy Billings came to the decision of jumping in front of an incoming train. Life might be better if it just ends. 
But then Troy never got to experience the peaceful afterlife. Not when Curt MacCrae, the coolest semi-homeless punk guitarist dropout of their school, prevent him from stepping off the ledge. Suddenly, it’s biggest(literally) loser meets cool punk-rock guitarist. Friendship blossomed as Curt recruited Troy to be the drummer of his band. Things then started turning around and Troy was enjoying life, not that he forgets about his bodily burden. Together, the two hopes to change the world through punk music as they prepare for their biggest first performance.
I am still halfway through the book and I am so much hooked. I mean, being fat myself, I understand the problems that Troy is going through. I can feel the sting whenever people around him threw uncomfortable glances as he pass by. I can feel the despair he felt being a loner because of his body. But then this isn’t a pity story about a fat kid. Somehow, I feel a twist coming up especially with Curt. There is just something about him that seems wrong. Oh well, I guess I’ll have to finish the book first in order to unravel the mystery. 

Currently Reading: Fat Kid Rules The World by K.L. Going

Hold up, it’s me, the fat kid, reading Fat Kid Rules The World. Hahaha. Okay, forgive my sudden craziness right there. 

So here goes: When you are a 300-pound kid, it is not surprising that you feel bad about yourself. Living in our society with that kind of weight means endless fat jokes and harsh taunts. People will notice you no matter what and they would always have that disgusted look plastered on their faces as they take in you enormous state. And that is how Troy Billings came to the decision of jumping in front of an incoming train. Life might be better if it just ends. 

But then Troy never got to experience the peaceful afterlife. Not when Curt MacCrae, the coolest semi-homeless punk guitarist dropout of their school, prevent him from stepping off the ledge. Suddenly, it’s biggest(literally) loser meets cool punk-rock guitarist. Friendship blossomed as Curt recruited Troy to be the drummer of his band. Things then started turning around and Troy was enjoying life, not that he forgets about his bodily burden. Together, the two hopes to change the world through punk music as they prepare for their biggest first performance.

I am still halfway through the book and I am so much hooked. I mean, being fat myself, I understand the problems that Troy is going through. I can feel the sting whenever people around him threw uncomfortable glances as he pass by. I can feel the despair he felt being a loner because of his body. But then this isn’t a pity story about a fat kid. Somehow, I feel a twist coming up especially with Curt. There is just something about him that seems wrong. Oh well, I guess I’ll have to finish the book first in order to unravel the mystery. 

Uhm, sorry to burst your bubble, but actually, not all girls are as shallow as you.
You know what a better dream would be for girls?
It’s to be accepted by the society no matter how much food they eat or pounds they gain. Why should every girl be subjected to the pressure of being stick-thin? Why can’t other people understand the fact that there are different body types for every person? And why can’t we eat whatever hell we want without other people butting in? Ugh. 

Uhm, sorry to burst your bubble, but actually, not all girls are as shallow as you.

You know what a better dream would be for girls?

It’s to be accepted by the society no matter how much food they eat or pounds they gain. Why should every girl be subjected to the pressure of being stick-thin? Why can’t other people understand the fact that there are different body types for every person? And why can’t we eat whatever hell we want without other people butting in? Ugh. 

God, skinny bitches complaining about getting fat are so upsetting.

I think it’s really annoying. I mean, look at yourselves! Bones are sticking out of your body and yet you say that you are fat? I could accept it if you complain about gaining weight because that’s different from being fat. Sometimes, it’s actually healthier to put on a little bit of weight especially when they are underweight. But really, with legs just the size of my arms and going on about being as big as a whale is just insulting to me.

I know that I am fat. Yes, I can admit that because I am really clinically overweight. I’ve had more than a fair share of insults and name-calling because of my body. And it really sucks. But I really don’t want to lose weight just to satisfy their standards. And so that’s why I get so irritated with skinny girls acting like their world has turned upside down because of an additional pound or two. Maybe if they do it when I’m not around, it’s fine. But to complain in front of my face about wanting to diet just because they seem to look bigger, just makes me so angry. Maybe I have issues or something, but sometimes, I just want to poke their bones and tell them how their bodies are fine they way it is and that they do not look fat and all those bullshit they are complaining about.

FOOD FOOD AND MORE FOOD!!

Yes, it’s a just a bit more than 3 hours before Christmas. And of course, as a Filipino, food Noche Buena must be present! My family have been preparing for almost the whole day because our cousins would be celebrating with us. So far, here are what we’ve made for the midnight feast:

  • 3 kilos of barbecue (sooooo much)
  • mounds of pancit palabok
  • Pesto and Carbonara (yes, we love pasta!)
  • Baked Mac (from my cousins)
  • Fried Chicken (ever present)
  • Buko Salad (this is my FAVORITE!!)
  • Choco Banana Graham Cake (courtesy of yours truly)
  • Crema de Fruta (‘cause we don’t settle for just two desserts)
  • Novellino plus some beer in can (oh you know..)

Haha, so this just means that anyone who’s dieting will have their regime ruined. And who cares if we gain a bit more weight? It’s Christmas, so it’s fine! Hahaha.

Is fat all you can really see?

Does it really make up all that I am? Can you really judge my whole being with that? I’m tired of hearing insults, of people mocking me for my body. Why do I have to be stick-thin like everybody else? Will that help me to become a better person? What is it with my weight that makes you people flinch and laugh? Can’t you just see past that and try to know me, my personality, my other traits? It just sucks when people want you to change just so you can be what they want. I’m not like that. It doesn’t kill me to be a little overweight, so why must I subject myself with dieting and all that shit? It’s not my dream to be a paperthin model, or to become a perfect celebrity. I don’t need to be thin. I am fine with what I am now. But I hate all those hurtful words people throw at me. I really do.

Look what I have for myself!

I don’t know why but I really crave for chocolate and cheese right now. Usually, when I crave for chocolate, it just means one thing: that I will have my monthly visit soon, which is not good. Haha. But now, I dunno. I just to eat chocolate and cheesy stiff, as in I really really want to binge on these two. So I bought them. Yep, I know it’s crazy and it won’t do anything good to my weight, but hell, I like to eat!! Screw diet and all that shit. That won’t work on me, anyways. Hahahaha. 

Oh, I’m fat? Really? What’s your basis? Is it because my bones aren’t sticking out of my skin just like yours? Or is it because I enjoy eating food and I don’t like the idea of starving myself? What? Tell me. ‘Cause honestly, I don’t waste my life worrying about my weight. I have better things to do. If you think I am one of those freakish girls obsessed in becoming the people the see on TV or what the media portray as sexy and beautiful, then you’re wrong. I don’t like to become skeletons. As long as I can find clothes that fit me, I would never put myself into your thin little shoes. Why the hell do I need to conform to the society’s standards anyway?

Biggest Loser Phils

Well, I just hope that the people watching the show would see past the bodies of the contestants. Now, it’s your chance to see the real impact of your hurtful words that you blindly spout at people like them. It’s not easy to be fat and, even more, to put up with people who look down on you just because of how you look. I know how it feels. I may not weigh that much but I already got enough insults about my body to know their feelings. And it’s never funny. It can destroy people.

"Is ‘fat’ really the worst thing a human being can be? Is ‘fat’ worse than ‘vindictive’, ‘jealous’, ‘shallow’, ‘vain’, ‘boring’, ‘evil’, or ‘cruel’? Not to me."
J.K. Rowling