Karma is a Funny Thing

HAPPY NEW YEAR!! Ok, now this next post may be a bit mean of me, but hey its the truth. So I tweeted about this yesterday and I just to elaborate on it some more. Now of course a few years ago I was a fatss. And with that, I was bound to get teased by my peers, it just comes with the territory. Doesn't mean it didn't hurt any less. I would go home upset sometimes at some of the things that were said about me. For someone as sensitive as I am, every little thing said about me would hurt me. I was called carl winslow, fat albert, uncle phil, black santa, you name it I was probably called it. At lunch, I would be soooo embarrassed to eat my food because I felt that people were watching and laughing at me for being the fat kid. Even girls that I tried to talk to in school, wouldn't give me the time of day. I always had "nice personality". What kind of bullcrap? I was the nice big black kid for all four years of high school. Once college rolled and began to lose the weight, I noticed that some of the kids from HS seemed to be finding it. Those guys that used to make fun of me began to look like me. And of course I just chuckled to myself. THe kicker really happened when some of these people started asking me for weight-loss advice (hahahahahah). Now I could be complete jerk and name names, but I'll be nice. Be careful of how you treat people because it can come back to haunt you big time. Karma truly is a funny thing.