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Overall Goal: I want to get bigger--a LOT bigger. And me hard drive died thus I have only a face pic and the bloody disgusting first body pic thingo... and I'm not using that to represent me. No SIREEBAWB. Oh hello.
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Motivation Level: 6/10
Personal Info And Background:
Real Name:
Nemo
Sex:
Male
Age:
Location:
Australia
Occupation:
organ donor
Personal Website:
Primary Gym:
College:
High School:
When I Started:
Jun, 2008
How I Started:
I lifted a thing.
Why I Love It:
Those little aliens from Endorph... what're they called?
How I Stay Motivated:
By looking at how ridiculously skinny I am. Apparently I was in a concentration camp for a while.
I want to get bigger--a LOT bigger. And me hard drive died thus I have only a face pic and the bloody disgusting first body pic thingo... and I'm not using that to represent me. No SIREEBAWB. Oh hello.
Goal (Long):
In twelve weeks I want to be able to look at my first pic and go, "Whoa, I was THAT skinny just 3 months ago?" Then continue until my muscle bursts through my skin in much the same way as the Hulk's muscle bursts through his clothes.
But in all seriousness, I just want to be bigger with some definition and continue to maintain that because being skinny is rubbish. (IMHO)
I suppose I could circumvent all this exercise to become larger if I just didn't visit the commode for a few weeks but I feel that may, in fact, be somewhat dangerous.
I've been doing martial arts since I was 7 but always been skinny, pretty much. It annoys the hell out of me when you hear big lumbering uncoordinated, uh, people boast that just because they're big they could wallop you when it's words built on LIES AND MISINFORMATION (probably the Illuminati's involved somehow). I *did* hit about 80 kilos a few years back and was built a bit more like a normal human being but that ended abruptly when it stopped. (NARF).
Let's just get to the crux of the matter, shall we? No, you say? How interminably rude of you. I will now, just to annoy ya.
I wish to get stronger so that chlorofluorocarbons aren't the only thing that can punch holes in the ozone layer. I would like to, instead of looking like bones wrapped in flesh-coloured cling wrap, have some sort of actual build so the ladies go "Ooooh my, what big strong... hey, there's another guy over there, let's go talk to him," and leave me crying in the dirt. Again. But at least I'll be bigger.
Oh, it'll also help with paddling out in big surf, I guess. Oh! And if I want to be a superhero, I don't have as much training to endure. I'd also like my arms to evolve into wings so I can fly but I'm not going to set a goal for that as I don't want to fail and upset myself.
Does this shit have psycho-active crap in it? Though I get the excellent farts thereby de-bloating my raunchy little tum tum, I get some bloody insane dreams... like, what was I doing in the Olympics on rollerskates doing 400-odd backflips... FOR THE CANADIAN TEAM?! Why was I fighting in WW3...
Nope, my skinniness is still astounding. Then again I haven't been following my program as strictly as I was supposed to *hangs my head in shame*.
Any improvement on your side?
