Excerpts from the Diary of a Pissed Off Bodybuilder

I'm being blackmailed!!!!!

DAMN IT!!! yeah... first of all, sorry i haven't posted in such a long time... i've been busy... doing... stuff... anyway, the ittifag coach just called me and told me that there was another contest in 10 days... i was like "ok, so?" ... basically, he told me that if i don't get down to 85 kg and compete in this one, i won't be able to compete next year with ittifag... so, i guess i'm gonna have to compete... i'm fat, out of shape, and i look like ass... so, i guess i'm the one they're gonna be making fun of there... i'm now at 203 lbs... so, i have to lose 16 lbs in 10 days... oh... god... what ... have... i ... become? i sound like a fucking teenage slut that has a party to go to and no dress fits... who the fuck cares anyway... i'm just gonna ask jawad to come with me (jawad, if you read this before i call you... no, you don't have to oil me up... ok, if you want to do it that bad, it's fine with me... but you don't have to) ... i just need someone i can talk to down there while i wait for 5 hours just to have people point at me, laugh, and possibly throw manure at me. I will only take pictures of my left hand middle finger, cuz that's my leanest bodypart. Eh... whatever... the more i think about it... the more i feel competing in these silly contests isn't worth the trouble. but hey... let's face it... if it weren't for these contests, i'd probably be at 35% fat right now with a 50 inch waist claiming that i'm a powerlifter and not a bodybuilder (no offence to powerlifter).


just to get things going in the comments section... what kind of music do you listen to when you workout?