Laugh And Grow Fat

I was getting into the gym in my uni when LO AND BEHOLD (!), probably the most muscular guy on campus was pumping iron. He's 6-foot tall with a body and face that'll put the Greek God to shame. I restrained myself from ogling at him as I did some exercise and I couldn't help but overheard bits and pieces of the conversation between him and the other friend, who was admonishing this hunk not to work out so much.

The hunk repeated doing the bicep curls and the friend told him " Enough already la, you're gonna make it too big"



The friend showed his arms " See, this is more normal... yours is like...too much"

The hunk defended himself " I got the height... so it's okay"

I sniggered in my heart.

"You're gonna regret you know, when you get old and have no time to excercise, your arms are gonna like go soft and become .... yuck"

The hunk continued to work out for over an hour.

"Don't do that anymore, you're making it even bigger" the friend squealed.

"I know what I'm doing, okay? I'm not making it bigger." the hunk defended himself.


Perhaps getting too muscular is not exactly that great a deal. Instead of getting admirers swarming around him, I'm amused that the hunk got a nagger had the word "Sour Grapes" written all over his face. It's scary and intimating too, as I saw him lifting the 10 kg dumbells up and down displaying his super-bulgy biceps which was probably around 6 inch thick. If I have a choice, I don't mind being like him though. Haha, super hunky Harvey! But then apart from rigorous excercise and protein-rich diet, I'll need to alter my DNA to promote muscle growth and fat reduction. I am still scawny as ever, and I totally blame it on my genes. My dad and bro are skinny when they're at my age too, then they got bigger (and fatter) at their mid-20s.

For now, people usually tell me to "Eat more! Your're so skinny."