I’d like to think of the boyfriend as my portable, lifesize teddy bear. Just like a teddy bear, he is extremely soft and fleshy, which makes him wonderfully huggable. But in recent years, I have began to see a pattern forming - when I put my arm around his waist, the distance between my hand and his side draws further and further. I have to face the fact: my cute, tubby boyfriend is no longer adorably tubby but hovering dangerously on the precipice of FATNESS. His BMI is alarmingly high and twice that of mine. It’s time to do something.

I got inspired when I heard about the bet that two of my friends wagered on another friend. This equally tubby friend (can be mistaken as Jimm’s twin brother from the back) is to lose 15 kg before December 31, 2005. If he does, the two friends will sponsor him half the price of an air ticket on a budget airline to a destination of his choice. If he does not, he will have to do the same to the pay for half the prices of the air tickets of these two friends.

So, my version of the bet with Jimm is as follows: he will have to lose 15 kg (a figure of his choice, I offered 10) before his 32nd birthday on March 30, 2006. If he does, I will pay for his air ticket on a budget airline for our holiday together. If he fails to attain that weight, then he will pay for my air ticket instead.

Watch this space for further developments on this matter, as I cheer my man on while he tries, for the first time, to pass IPPT and not siam it by keng-ing (faking illness/injury).

“Don’t play play, you’ll see a mini me by March 2006 ah.”

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