My mother told me a few hours ago that one of our childhood neighbors (as in the guy beside our house) was diagnosed with Stage 3 lung cancer. I don't have the specifics but what I do know is that the man is in his 50s and he's a father of four. Like everyone in my family, I'm shocked. It's too close to home and cancer is no laughing matter. I hate hearing news like this.
What annoys me the most however is that my mom is using this "revelation" as ammunition to make me stop smoking… she's now on a higher horse more than ever. I know she's right… let's face it, I've been smoking for at least 10 years. Look the term "chain smoker" on the dictionary and you'll see my fugly mug on it.
I want to stop… and I will!
Oh help me god.
PS. Big request to my readers in Singapore! I know it's late now but will someone
please take a photo (or a scan) of today's Straits Times (Sunday Times). I got an amazing mention on their article about Asian Bloggers called "Asia's Blog Stars". I have the digital copy here but it's not the same as taking a photo of it. I need it for my portfolio so when I turn 75, I'll show it to my adopted children's children and tell them "holy shit y'all when I was young, I was thin and at one point I was fucking famous". Hahah! Just kidding. If you're generous enough (hah), send it to me by post. Bryanboy, MCPO Box 2044, Makati City, MM 1250 Philippines. Thanks guys and I love you all!
PPSS. The photo looks absolutely familiar… maybe they "borrowed" from Style.com? ROFLMAO Hmm. Y'all should've contacted me for a better photo. Hahaha! Thanks again for the lovely mention!
WHAT THE HELL?
I have NOT weighed myself in years because of my fear of weight but guess what? I went to the department store yesterday afternoon to buy some socks and I saw the Xenical booth where you step on a scale (barefoot) and they:
1) tell you how much you weigh and
2) tell you your body fat percentage.
Yes… I have a huge gut, flabby arms and stretch marks (this is why I don’t wear tank tops
anymore) but at this point, I have nothing to lose. I might as well face
the music and know the truth and nothing but the truth because the
truth shall set me free. I’m super pissed because I also went to my
designer friend Mich… for the first time, I couldn’t fit her
sample-sized jackets — AND I TRIED FOUR JACKETS!!!
Enough dilly dally and let’s cut the story short. The scale said I weigh 54 kilos or 119 pounds!!! I was actually expecting to be in the 130s range so I was happy.
And then came the not-so-good part:
A mind-blowing 27% body fat!!!!
According to Wikipedia, which is not really a reliable reference but it’s still a good reference nevertheless, the recommended body fat for males is 8-14% and if you’re over 25% body fat, you are obese!! I know I whinge and moan about being "obese" but come on!!! How can I be at 27% body fat?
The lady said my frame is very tiny hence the crazy body fat percentage figure but whatevs. I think that Xenical body fat percentage hoo haa is a sham and a fraud. How accurate are those things anyway?
Ugh. Definitely ruined my day. The funnies thing is that bitch got the nerve to hand me a flyer to consider taking Xenical. ROLFMAO. Oh well.