Man in the Mirror.

Four weeks ago, my white nursing uniform fitted me perfectly. And by that, I meant that it was just my size as it went around my gigantic belly and accommodated it not that generously for all it was worth (’cause there’s not much space in between my undershirt and the fabric of the upper shirt of my uniform).

Fast forward to the present–I mean like, four weeks after–I decided to try it on ’cause we’re gonna have our graduation picture taken soon and we needed to wear it for the pictorial proper. So I slid into my pants and donned my upper shirt, buttoned up like there was no tomorrow…all in all being very eager to see how my beloved white uniform would look on me. After I straightened the folds and creases, and…and…combed my hair with my hand, I looked at myself in the shiny, reflective piece of invention in front of me which they commonly refer to as…the mirror. LOL.

What I saw in the mirror SHOCKED me like a thousand volts would. (Yeah right. Of course, I’m exaggerating! It didn’t shock me like a thousand volts. Ermmm…just 1/4 of a thousand. So that’d be…250 volts. Haha! ).

Wait, let’s rewind my pre-shock line a bit, ’cause the stuff inside the parentheses killed the momentum. ROFL.

So yeah, I fixed myself up. After which, I lifted my head and stared at the person in white standing in front of me.

What I saw in the mirror SHOCKED me like a thousand volts would. And then a voice echoed at the back of my head saying, “Do you see what I see? A star, a star. Dancing in the night…” And then the voice LOL-ed because the song was way too funny. Haha!

MY BELOVED WHITE UNIFORM LOOKED KIND OF BIG ON ME.

Yes, you heard that right folks! My beloved white uniformed looked BIG ON ME! And, and…this just means that my regimen is kind of ummm…working! Yaaaaaaaay!

Anyhoo…when I saw myself in the mirror, I was in a half-happy and half-panicky state. I was happy because I’m seeing some results BABY! WOOOHOOO! While on the other hand, I was half-panicky because I don’t know where in the world I would get a white uniform that’s my size considering that the photo shoot is just a FEW DAYS away. But during that moment, I didn’t really care about how I’d get a uniform that’s my size. Happiness overpowered the panicky feel inside of me…’cause again, that just meant I was losing it for real BABY! (…losing some of my baby fats for real, that is…) Yeah!!!

And so, I decided to show it off to my friends, and they were shocked like a two hundred fifty-volt lightning bolt struck them. And since you–my readers–are my friends too, I think it’s very much appropriate to share my latest achievement to you guys too. Just like the marketing strategy employed by home shopping networks, here are my BEFORE and AFTER pics:

B-E-F-O-R-E:

A-F-T-E-R:

Well, there you have it folks! Stay tuned for more about this fat kid’s journey to fitness. (I used a fitness calculator of sorts, and it said that if I stuck to my current regimen…I’ll achieve my target weight by October of this year! Yeba! )

Ooooohhhh…wooooh…

I’m starting with the man in the mirror.

And I’m asking him to change his waaaaaays.

And no message could’ve been any clearer.

If you wanna make the world a better place…

Take a look at yourself and MAKE THAT CHANGE!!!

So again, there you have it my dear folkey folks. Make the most out of the remainder of your week! God bless you all. See ya!!!

*P.S. If you’ve noticed, there was no “Deeds on Paper” featurette last week…well, just so you know…that’s because last week was FREE DEED WEEK. You were free to do any good deed that you’d like. (…yadda, yadda. Talk about coming up with the lamest of excuses, Raymond. Haha!) Errrmmm…okay, I’m gonna tell you the truth. It’s just that, I was a bit busy last week. Yes, that’s it! I was busy last week! Heheh. Well yeah, I was in Manila for 3 days–Thursday, Friday, Saturday–and we got back here in Palawan on Sunday…and I was too tired to write anything, so I just slept my tiredness off. Hope you understand!