Fat? So what!

Well, I was hanging clothes to dry when one of my cousin’s shorts didn’t fit our hanger, as it keep on faling and falling. By no means he’s no fat guy, he’s just tall and big-boned.

Why the heck I am writing this entry? I couldn’t think of anything to write.

Actually, it doesn’t matter if you’re fat or not, what matters most is what your inside is all about. And that’s coming from a skinny guy who look past the physical appearance.

Well, I know that beauty is only skin deep. Looking good is just the beauty of appearance. It has nothing to do with the inside — personality, wit, character — because looks can deceive.

In my experience, there’s more to beauty than meets the eye. If ever, I wouldn’t care if my friends would stir up a controversy by asking me what did I see in the person I love. I’ll just reply back, what’s wrong with your eyes. Seriously, I think beauty is a product of love. When you’re in love, friends will say that you are blooming, hence, you’re beautiful.

I find it interesting that beauty has a lot of factors: weight, face, figure, color, etc. For me, it’s the little things. The flash of the eye, the sweetness of the smile, just to name a couple.

So, if you’re fat (or skinny, like me), just hold your head up high and forget about the stereotype that you ought to lose (or gain) a few pounds. Remember that beauty is in the eye of beholder.



As I go through life, fixing my mistakes one at a time, I’ve learned a thing or two about Karma, and part of keeping good Karma is sharing it with others. I hope these notions help you as much as they’ve helped me.

Do good things and good things will happen to you. Do bad things and it will come back and bite you in the ass.

If you want a better life, you need to be a better person.

Bad luck might be contagious. It wouldn’t be fair to bring someone into your life until you clean yours up.

Never underestimate the power of confidence. And never underestimate fifteen beers, a little enlightenment, and the power of Rob Base and DJ Easy Rock.

A person needs a little rest after having his moustache tickled at a gay bar.

You have to do the hard things in life sooner or later.

If you want the reward, you have to do the work.

The secret to life is fixing all the bad things that you’ve done.

Whether picking up trash, returning stolen merchandise, or helping a homosexual find love, it always has the same reward… feeling good about yourself.

Karma. You got to love it.

I’m fortunate enough to watch the hit show My Name is Earl this afternoon. I’m actually hooked on the series watching it on cable but earlier, I used the DVD burned by my brother. He downloaded it on the internet, by the way.

2 hours have gone past on just 5 episodes but I didn’t notice it until “Sleep 1” appeared on our TV, meaning, one more minute before it actually turns off automatically, I set it to 120 minutes eh.

Anyway, watching it makes me want to be better — makes me want to believe more in karma. I’m not saying I’m like Earl who had done a lot of crazy things in the past, but I do have a fair share of them. Hopefully, I could still improve — what I consider now — my happy life.